As he dug, his motions were aggravatingly slow;...
As he dug, his motions were aggravatingly slow; he dumped each shovelful in exactly the same place, and paused every time to look about before he bent down againThere was a certain wariness about him, as though he were accustomed to practical jokes, expected them to be played on him
Stanley watched him impatiently"Hey, Ridges," he said, looking at Sergeant Brown for approbation, "if you were sitting on a fire, I guess you'd be too lazy to piss and put it out
Ridges smiled vaguely"Reckon so," he said quietly, watching Stanley walk toward him, and stand over the hole to examine his progressStanley was a tall youth chanel watch women of average build with a long face which looked vain usually and scornful and a little uncertainHe would have been handsome if it had not been for his long nose and sparse black mustache
"Christ, you'll be digging all day," Stanley said with disgustHis voice was artificially rough like that of an actor who fumbles for a conception of how soldiers talk
Ridges made no answerPatiently, he continued diggingStanley watched him for another minute, trying to think of something clever to sayHe was beginning to feel ridiculous just standing there, and on an impulse kicked some sand into Ridges's foxholeSilently, Ridges prada borse shoveled it out, not breaking his rhythmStanley could feel the men in the platoon watching himHe was a little sorry he had started, for he wasn't certain whether the men sided with himBut he had gone too far to renegeHe kicked in quite a bit of sand
Ridges laid down his shovel and looked at himHis face was patient but there was some concern in it"What you trying to do, Stanley?" he asked
"You don't like it?" Stanley sneered
"No, sir, Ah don't
Stanley grinned slowly"You know what you can do
Red had been watching with anger"Listen, Stanley," Red shouted, "wipe your nose and start acting like a man
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"Red, you can blow it out," he said
"Speaking of blowing it out," Red drawled, "will you tell me why you bother cultivating that weed under your nose when it grows wild in your ass-hole?" He spoke with a heavy sarcastic brogue which had the men laughing before he even finished"Good ol' Red," Wilson chuckled
Stanley flushed, took a step toward Red"You ain't going to talk to me that way
Red was angry, eager for a fightHe knew he could whip StanleyThere was something which he was not ready to face, and he let his anger ride balenciaga giant bag over it"Boy, I could break you in half," he warned Stanley
Brown got to his feet"Listen, Red," he interrupted, "you weren't spoiling that damn hard to have a fight with Croft
Red paused, and was disgusted with himselfHe stood there indecisively"No, I wasn't," he said, "but there ain't any man I won't fight He wondered if he had been afraid of Croft"Aaah, fug it," he said, turning away
But Stanley realized that Red would not fight, and he walked after him"This ain't settled for me," he said
To his amazement Stanley heard himself saying, "What's the matter, you going chickenshit?" He was positive he had said too top chanel bags m