Chapter 13: The Code and the Gage of Battle

⁠​​​‌​​​​​‌‌​‌‌‌‌‌‌​‌‌‌‌​​​​​‌​​‌​​​​‌‌‌​​​‌‌‌‌​‌‌​‌​​​‌​‌‌​​‌‌​​⁠“I appreciate zeal in public affairs,” mused Colonel Dodd, gazing at the door which Dr. Dohl had closed behind him. “But once there was a retriever dog who chased his master with a stick of dynamite that had a sputtering fuse.”

He set his broad hands upon the arms of his chair, derricked himself up, and went over to the mirror. He peered at himself and seemed to rearrange his countenance, much as a