Capt. M. (Aside.) 'No fault of yours if either weren't all you say. You've
forgotten the time when you were insane about the Herriott woman. You always
were a good hand at forgetting. (Aloud.) Not more mad than men who go to the
other extreme. Be reasonable, Gaddy. Your roof-beams are sound enough.
Capt. G. That was only a way of speaking. I've been uneasy and worried about
the Wife ever since that awful business three years ago--when--I nearly lost
her. Can you wonder?
Capt. M. Oh, a shell never falls twice in the same place. You've paid your toll
to misfortune--why should your Wife be picked out more than anybody else's?
Capt. G. I can talk just as reasonably as you can, but you don't understand--
you don't understand. And then there's The Butcha. Deuce knows where the Ayah
takes him to sit in the evening! He has a bit of a cough. Haven't you noticed
it?
Capt. M. Bosh! The Brigadier's jumping out of his skin with pure condition.
He's got a muzzle like a rose-leaf and the chest of a two-year-old. What's
demoralized you?
Capt. G. Funk. That's the long and the short of it. Funk!
Capt. M. But what is there to funk?
Capt. G. Everything. It's ghastly.
Capt. M. Ah! I see.
You don't want to fight,
And by Jingo when we do,
You've got the kid, you've got the Wife,
You've got the money, too.
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