"Revenge isn't exactly the highest motive," Armand observed. How sanctimonious you're getting in your old age, Armand, he thought. It was true though, even if very few people, including himself, heeded the advice. He finally took a bite of the muffin. To his disappointment, it was dry and crumbly.

"After a night like that, it would be nice if the nurses weren't so militant about dragging us out of bed. I was wounded night before last. Not as bad as you though."