"Don't be a fool.

I 'll get a fire if I can, and something hot into you.
Within an hour you 'll be a man again.

Now see here--stop that! Do you hear?
You lie still right where you are, Carroll, until I come back, or I 'll kick your ribs in!" He bent down menacingly, scowling into the upturned face.

"Will you mind, or shall I have to hand you one ?" Carroll shrank back like a whipped child, his lips muttering something indistinguishable.

The Sergeant, satisfied, turned and floundered through the drifts to the bank of the stream.