The drill began, and the breaking up into files, the deployment, and finally the parade-march, first in file and then in battery column all went splendidly. It was a joy to look down upon the smart, well-ordered straight lines as they moved.
He thought less of that episode itself than of the night before it, during which he had written down his reasons for contemplating resignation. To-day he felt himself enriched by a fresh argument. Deuce take it! Was not this passion for similarity enough to madden one? Must everything be tainted by this damned, regular, grinding drill, this parade-march sort of principle?