Three others had been wounded, but they were not complaining.
Presently a little hum of talk arose, and Shif'less Sol once more moved comfortably.
"Bit off more'n they could chaw," he said reflectively.

"Will wait a while before takin' another bite.

Guess I'll rest now." He stretched himself luxuriously, took out a piece of venison and began to eat it, at the same time handing a piece to Paul.
"Atween fights I allus eat," he said.

"Better do the same, Paul." But Paul had no appetite.

He crawled over to Henry, and asked him what he expected to happen next.
"They won't give up," replied Henry, "that is sure.