"Why, hello, Henry; is it you?
What are you doing here ?" "Oh, thinking," said the youth.
The other sat down and carefully lighted his pipe.

"You're getting blue my boy.

You're looking thundering peek-ed.

What the dickens is wrong with you ?" "Oh, nothing," said the youth.
The loud soldier launched then into the subject of the anticipated fight.

"Oh, we've got 'em now!" As he spoke his boyish face was wreathed in a gleeful smile, and his voice had an exultant ring.
"We've got 'em now.