He saw it so and cried out in a weak, thin voice While something jagged fitted into his heart And the cool body watched idly. And then it was A lantern, bobbing along through the clumped dead men, That halted now for an instant. He cried again.

A voice said, “Listen, Jerry, you’re hearing things, I’ve passed that feller twice and he’s dead all right, I’ll bet you money.” Ellyat heard himself piping, “I’m alive, God damn you! Can’t you hear I’m alive?”