Peewee must be quite a boy by now--not a tenderfootlet any more, as Roy had called him.
And then there was Rossie Bent who worked in the bank and who had run away the night before Registration Day, hoping to escape military service.

Tom fell to thinking of him and of how he had traced him up to a lonely mountain top and made him go back and register just in time to escape disgrace and punishment.
"He thought he was a coward till he got the uniform on," he thought.
"That's what makes the difference.

I bet he's one of the bravest soldiers over here now.

Funny if I should meet him.

I always liked him anyway, even when people said he was conceited.