"That's so," he said.

"But what'll I do now ?" "Haven't a notion," said the other, "except that they'll let you know quick enough.

Don't worry--that's the main thing.

If they choke you off, tell 'em it came too late to get to the station." Peter meditated this in silence, and in some dismay.

He saw visions of courts-martial, furious strafing, and unholy terrors.