Then he set about vigorously rubbing the soldier's exposed flesh with snow.

The smart of it, together with the roughness of handling, aroused the latter from lethargy, but Hamlin, ignoring his resentment, gripped the fellow with hands of iron, never ceasing his violent ministrations until his swearing ended in silence.

Then he wrapped him tightly in the blankets, and stood himself erect, glowing from the exercise.

Carroll glared up at him angrily out of red-rimmed eyes.
"I 'll get you for that, you big boob!" he shouted, striving to release his arms from the clinging blankets.

"You wait! I 'll get you!" "Hush up, George, and go to sleep," the other retorted, poking the shapeless body with his foot, his thoughts already elsewhere.