When the call came at last, Colonel Frank H. Schwable, U.S.M.C., was wearing casual civvies at home. He had waited a long time for the verdict; it had been six weeks since the Navy court of inquiry got the last of the testimony and more than a year since the winter of 1952-53 when the Chinese Reds broke Annapolis-man Schwable to their will.
Schwable dashed about the house getting his uniform together. He looked fit again; he had been working around the house, had put a fence around the yard. His cheeks were...
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