"I've got a pretty good digestion, mother," said Robert, laughing.
It brought them back, a shamefaced crew, laughing at each other.
He saw them laughing, flushed, silhouetted against the green, distant trees.
Allister, laughing joyously, turned to the other three and repeated the question to them.
"By no means, I give you my word of honor," answered the major, laughing.