human
Why--why, bless my soul, aren't you Tom Crittenden's son?
gpt
Yes, sir,
human
I knew it. Bless me, I was thinking of him just that moment--naturally enough--and you startled me. I thought it was Tom himself.
gpt
Yes, he said, studying his face.
human
You look just as he did when we courted and camped and fought together. The tone of his voice moved Crittenden deeply.
gpt
And you are going to the war--good--good! Your father would be with me right now if he were alive. Come to see me right away. I may go to Tampa any day.
human
Of course you have a commission in the Legion.
gpt
No, sir. I didn't ask for one. I was afraid the Legion might not get to Cuba.
human
Well, come to see me --he smiled again--