Then the light was gone. He'd long since consolidatedthe men he had left into two battalions. But hermain attention was on the grownups talking. I'm all right.
His clothing was warm enough for now; he could crawl in the sack later,when it got colder. The red light switched off, and the green one beside itflashed on. They trotted through a cloudof fog-their breath-and nine inches of new snow. Four or five long seconds passed before Warden backedout the command center door, dragging an inert body that had to be theKlestronu general.
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