British troops in France captured seven enemy soldiers in a dugout. On one of them the German uniform hung limply. He was very small, very dirty and very frightened.
He cheered up when he was given a delousing bath, dusted himself happily with insecticide powder. He said that his name was Stanlius; that he was the stepson of a Russian fighting with the Germans; that he had never shot anybody; and that he was ten years old.
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