“Just as three musketeers share silver, tobacco and booze, how they protect each other in the barracks, in the camp, how all three have fun after learning about the joy of one, so they have common sorrows. When the uncontrollable tongue of Orziris led him to the punishment cell for a whole summer; when Leroyd lost his ammunition and clothes, or when Melvaney, under the influence of too much strong drink, began to reproach his officer, you could see the anxiety on the faces of the other two ... "