Marty and Pat worked together on the morning shift, guarding the prisoners as they planted in the fields. Pat was being transferred to afternoons at the forge. He was nervous after the stories they had heard. The first time they met for lunch after Pat started his new shift, he looked wan. Marty asked if the stories were true, and Pat said, “I’m under orders not to talk about it.” They met again a week later, and Pat was cheerful, boisterous. Marty asked if he still couldn’t talk about it, and Pat just laughed.