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The Sergeant flew (verbally) at the Corporal with a string of dire threats and abuse – but to no avail. The Australian Corporal, and the Private who was with him, remained at attention but stood firm – they would not be taking orders from any Yankee Sergeant. I heard Ingrid get out of our jeep and approach the guards in a far more casual fashion: “It’s all right, gentlemen, the Sergeant is with me,” she said. “You may stand aside. We have all the relevant clearances.” “May we see them, Ma’am, the clearance papers?” said the Corporal. Ingrid should have anticipated this would be the response – but she did not. “There are no formal papers,” said Ingrid, calmly. “I’m acting on the direct orders of the camp commandant – he has sent the Sergeant with me because of the disturbance which has broken out in the area of the parade ground. I’m sure you can still hear it?” “Yes, Ma’am,” replied the Corporal. “We’ve been listening to it for the last half-hour. But we still need them orders, Ma’am.” “There was no time to draw up formal papers, Corporal,” said Ingrid, trying still to remain calm. “This is an emergency situation. So, as an officer, I now intend to give you a direct order to stand aside and allow us into the prison.” Briefly, the Corporal looked uncertainly at the Private – who remained with his eyes fixed ‘to the front’. It was up to the Corporal since he outranked the Private. He cleared his throat. “Ma’am?” “As your superior officer, I’m ordering you to stand aside and allow us into the prison,” said Ingrid. “Don’t you understand that? I don’t wish to place you on report. That won’t be necessary, will it?” The Corporal stood his ground. “Ma’am, I mean you no disrespect but you are a medical officer. You have no authority to give orders to non-medical personnel.”
Cornish[kw]
An Serjont a dewlis lies braslavar ha meur a dhespityans sevur orth an Korporal – mes heb sewenyans. An Korporal ha’n Souder keth, Ostralek an dhew, a driga yn attendyans mes sevel fast – ny viens ow kemmeres arghadyow dhiworth neb Serjont Yanki. My a glywas Ingrid dhe dhiyskynna dhiworth agan jip ha neshe an withysi yn fordh moy anformel: “Da lowr yw, ‘dus jentyl, yma an Serjont genev vy,” yn-medh hi. “Hwi a yll sevel a-denewen. Yma dhyn oll an kummyasow yw res.” “A yllyn aga gweles, ‘Vadama, an paperyow-gummyas?” yn-medh an Korporal. Y talvien Ingrid gwaytya an gorthyp ma – mes ny’n gwaytsa. “Nyns eus paperyow formel,” yn-medh Ingrid hwath kosel. “My re dheuth omma drefenn arghadyow ewn res dhymm gans Kommandant an Selva. Ev re dhanvonnas an Serjont genev vy drefenn an freudh dhe dardha yn tiryow a-dro dhe’n Plen an Gerdhva. Sur ov hwi dhe alloes hwath y glywes?” “Ya, ‘Vadama,” a worthybis an Korporal. “Y feun ow goslowes orto dres moy es hanter-our. Byttegyns, yma hwath edhomm dhyn a’n arghadyow na, ‘V adama.” “Nyns esa termyn lowr dhe skrifa paperyow formel, ‘Gorporal,” yn-medh Ingrid, owth assaya hwath triga kosel. “Studh goredhomm yw. Ytho, avel soedhek, my a erviras ri dhywgh arghadow ewn rag sevel a-denewen ha rag agan gasa entra y’n prison.” Pols, an Korporal a viras, meur y ansurneth, orth an souder keth. Dewlagas an souder keth a driga ow mires stark yn-rag. An ervirans ma o dhe’n korporal drefenn y vos yn ughella renk ages an souder keth. Ev a glerhas nebes y vryansenn. “’V adama?” “Avel agas ughella soedhek, yth esov ow ri dhywgh arghadow dhe sevel a- denewen ha gasa ni dhe entra y’n prison,” yn-medh Ingrid. “A ny gonvedhowgh henna? Ny vynnav agas gorra war dherivas. Ny vydh henna res dhymm, a ny vydh?” Y sevis an Korporal heb gwayans. “”Vadama, ny wra menya anvri dhis. Byttegyns, ty yw soedhek medhegel. Nyns eus dhis awtorita vyth rag ri arghadyow dhe bersonnel anvedhegel.”