We've got to give this Funston another chance to repeat his bomb.
The orders have been changed and I am to go back to Funston.
It was Funston who ordered that the old men and the weaklings should take this work in hand.
The maze of clay strips grew and as Funston finished shaping the other half hemisphere of clay, she broke the tense silence.
"Get into communication with Gen. Funston at once," was the admiral's order.
