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we'll keep the sap�l

That will squash. It's nicer to tell the French.

Best shut up about the single command.

No votes for you, I'm afraid.

There's going to be many women over 30.

And it's a serious problem on the whole French.

Horses, guess we made it, my pink eye.

You should put that fellow Hodgkis in charge of the horse lines.

The horse needs to be hardened.

Molly Cuddling will ruin it.

Hodgkis is the man you need in France.

Hodgkis.

You'll find him in horse world.

Advertising, embrication.

Can hold of Hodgkis.

The comet will back you.

The comet's first edition, my lord.

General, Sylvia wants a pass to the infantry-based depot

in Rouen.

She wants to see her husband.

Strictly, out of bounds to wives and the phrase of teachers.

Mm, what about mistresses?

I bet there's a few of those behind the lines.

It's jolly on there.

Here you are, Bertram.

Might as well spoil your dinner as your breakfast.

The comet exposes the scandal of a out of touch command

in Flanders.

I'm sure it does.

But it's your own fault for building up

General Perry in the first place.

Wait until the German spring offensive gives him

a bloody nose, Bertram.

And then we can bring him out.

Is O.M.A.Y.Y.

keeping the commander in chief short of troops, Bertram?

If he gave Perry the men, he'd lose half of them in a week.

I had my way.

We'd let the French go to blazes.

Quite.

They won't always be European war.

But they'll always be an empire.

What about Solonika, Bertram?

Solonika.

Nathan, isn't that my your people originally?

Not originally, my dear.

I so, if you must, we could forget the war, just for five minutes.

I gave up.

Move to adjourn.

Come on, my dear.

Mother.

I'm just finishing.

It'll be the finish of you if you don't.

Mother!

I'm ready to christoper.

At least he isn't in the casualty list.

I always look.

Of course he's not.

He's not in the fighting.

His mother got him into a job looking after horses.

There's the all clear.

Sylvia, I need you to rally round.

Johnny's behaving appordingly.

What you mean about your own diverty small?

It's not a diverty small.

I'm belting.

Oh, Bobby.

You mean you and...

But he just...

Well, his fault is a Jew.

Fat.

I was going to say it's his fault.

He's fat.

He wants to marry me.

So I need you to get Johnny over the hump.

No.

He's taken out and about.

He's a good old sausage.

I want to do my best for him.

That's all very well, but I have a mind to visit Christopher

and France.

I've written to General Campin.

I wish Tejas would write to his damn wife.

Or at any rate, stop it from writing to me.

It's not my job to reassure the wines of officers

their husbands are still alive.

Damn it.

It's bad enough having to write to them when they're not.

There's a movement called a command for Captain Tejas,

sir, from the war office.

Room G14R, it was misrooted

and his only now could have him afraid.

Movement?

To where?

Division or horse transport.

Well, you can tell room G14R, whoever the hell they are,

that I'm not parking with Captain Tejas.

He's the only officer on the base

who can get his draft into marching order on time.

Not that he isn't a confounded nuisance.

I could give them Captain McKechno

when he's back from divorce leave.

He's seen enough for horses, isn't he?

Captain McKechno has returned from me, sir,

but he omitted to get divorced.

How dare he not get divorced?

He told me his wife was cohabiting with an Egyptian,

wasn't it?

Some sort of day go anyway.

No, sir, an Egyptologist.

They've agreed to share her.

But dirty, dark, us, trim him and his commission.

Damn fine, officer.

When he isn't going mad.

And a vice chancellor's Latin prize man as well.

Another brilliant fellow like Tejas.

That's a thought.

They can be brilliant together.

Oh.

Oh.

Does the detective take the accusative or the ablative?

Both.

Accused of when it's under his emotion,

an ablative when it's under his estate.

Picture that lady has let's ball with the honorable Johnny

Pelham.

Mrs. Christopher Tejas, whose husband

is in hospital at the front?

Sylvia must have told him that herself.

My paper wouldn't put the knife into her.

We mean like Sylvia, the jam on their bread and butter.

But why would she do that?

To let him know she's on the war path.

Well, don't worry about Christopher.

It was only pneumonia and not at the front.

He's 100 miles from the nearest German trench.

His job is getting out fresh troops on their way

to the fighting.

Nothing to worry about, except air raids.

But are they dropping bombs on him?

My dear, they're dropping bombs on you.

And yet, here you are.

Don't you know Christopher was looking after horses somewhere

safe?

That's the war office for you.

But an infantry-based depot is a soft posting,

so long as you're not sent back to your battalion.

Anything but the trenches.

Yeah!

Yeah!

Yeah!

Yeah!

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Mm!

Now, the campaign is attaching Captain McKecke to my unit,

for rations and disciplines, what's that about?

Consoles, I can say, sir.

Vice Chancellor's lesson, prize man.

Oh, sure, that will come in useful.

Fire extinguishers.

We intended the Royal Engineers.

What's up?

The Royal Engineers say that as per Army Directive 1BDR3417, the fire extinguishers, we

should apply to Ordnance.

Ordnance said there's no provision for fire extinguishers for Canadian units passing through

an infantry-based depot, and that the proper course would be to obtain them from a civilian

firm at home and charge them against barrack damages.

Yes, sir.

I have your letter from the leading British manufacturer of fire extinguishers, telling

me that they have been forbidden by the war of his to self, how extinguishers to anyone

buff the war off his direct.

Thank God we have a navy.

Yes, sir.

God of police office.

Oh, nine Morgan is outside, sir.

Application for compassionate leave.

His wife has sold their laundry business to someone named with Evans.

Nash, you can't get the money.

Soon as far as it goes, the police say his wife is now living with Mr Evans, a prize

fighter, and that we should keep on knowing every now and every now and every now what's

good for him.

Here he comes.

I'm not going to be the officer.

I'm not going to be the officer.

Well now, nine Morgan.

Because there are things I have to discuss with Christopher.

And what's the point in being permanent secretary of the Department of Transport if you can't

transport me?

I put it like that.

Between London and Rouen.

This is family business, Mark.

I have to go to the office.

As far as I'm concerned, Groby is Christopher's to do what he likes with.

So if you can produce his written authorization, I have no objection to your living at Groby.

But of course, if what you say is true, he might want to live at Groby with Miss Von

Op.

Well, that is why I'm asking you now.

I'm afraid you overestimate my authority, which does not extend to France.

And in any case, does not exceed general campaigns in matters that can certainly army.

Thank you for coming to see me.

Ata nonsense.

I'll buy a ticket at the station.

See if they can stop me.

Never known a woman by her.

She says she's going to come and see for herself.

On no account, on no account, is Mrs. Teagens to be allowed within 50 miles of Rouen.

Understood?

Informed the war office, the promise marshal, the port authorities and the rail authorities,

I will not have skirts around my HQ.

More importantly, General Perry is now on the telephone twice a day.

He has troops who were due to be relieved weeks ago.

And I have troops waiting for ordinance to supply them with eyebrow tweezers, while our

political masters keep changing their minds whether to send them up the line or ship them

to San Monica or Mesopotamia or Timbuktu.

But I have one draft of Canadian troops ready to go to the front today.

That's the draft prepared by Captain Teagens' unit, Capitaine Thurston.

Do I have the trains or do I not?

You will have the trains, sir, and the cooperation of the French railway going east to the front

satin.

I want these troops on their way to Flanders before London can blink.

We won't do that.

Champagne at two o'clock.

Which train, madam?

No, I don't know.

Dover, I expect.

Sylvia!

What are you doing here?

The King's messenger.

King's messenger.

Yeah.

Glorified postman, really.

But, frankly, important.

Locked carriages, private cabins, deluded through the gate.

Hello.

Where are you after?

Where are you?

This was, sir.

Gosh, I've missed you, Sylvia.

OK.

It was something that....

Thank you. Captain.

Good day to you gentlemen. Everyone got a glass?

Splendid.

Well then.

It's been our pleasure to fit out you and your men for the task ahead.

There's somebody to do with that telephone.

It's a great task.

And thanks to Captain Teigen's and his unit, you Canadians go to the front in good order.

You'll be relieving soldiers who've been in the trenches for many weeks.

Believe me, 3,000 fresh troops and the keen young officers

is just what the Hun doesn't want to face in our part of the line.

Discipline training will keep you alive.

Remember it. I'll be at the railhead, see you off.

Form up at 2,800 air raids per missing.

That's in the event of there being no further orders. Thank you.

Captain Teigen's come with me.

Craft has been counter-mounted.

I'll find out what's going on, but you'd rather be ready to get the men back under campus tonight.

Yes, sir, may I help you?

No, sir.

I can't tell you where overseas these new orders will be taking you,

but believe me, the war where you're going is every bit as important as the war in flumbers

and you will get your chance at the Hun.

I dare say you're disappointed. Stop that telephone.

But I know that you Canadians will enjoy the challenge and some rather warmer weather.

That's a clue for you.

You will form your men up at 1,700 hours for the march to the railhead.

We'll try to send you off by 1,900 before the expected air raid.

That's all, gentlemen. Good luck.

It was Major Perones calling for driver. Is it stationary?

Good.

And he's got Mr. Teach and students.

I will break you for this. I will smash you.

General, how lovely. We've all been missing you.

Teachans, may I ask a small favor for my rutally?

His mother's come from Montreal this day, good-bye.

I passed to leave the camp.

He misses the draft and give me shot.

She's lost two sons already.

He could see her and still be back in time with the draft.

If I could scream louder than the bombs I would fix it and not build.

The Cakley, control yourself.

She sold it to some bugger called Evans.

If I thought it was William Evans from Castle of course, I'd desert.

Don't talk that way Morgan. You get your leaves soon.

A midnight before we come march to Matt.

It's not right to keep the men hanging about like that. They don't like it.

I haven't seen, can't you set an example?

Lost the fuckers.

Not so much swear words, oh five Thomas.

Now that he's gone quiet so we can send one of the runners to the Sergeant Cook.

Tell him we're going to win dent for the draft's suckers.

We can send the other one with the one to wait to the quarter.

Send the runner to death her.

And say that her candles are not provided for my rutally run by return of bearer.

Intigions commanding number 16 casual battalion will bring a whole matter of supplies before Bates HQ tonight.

Come on you two. Oh nine Morgan to the cookhouse.

After that I'm going to search.

Who gets it all about? That's what I want to know.

You and I saw the soldier.

They say up at HQ that your wife's got a whole of your friend the General.

I know all about you.

You're very much mistaken if you think the General is a friend of mine.

I haven't a friend in the world.

Sergeant Major makes all the Canadian troops dead.

Leave their dugouts till they're all there.

Look at you mad.

Stock staring.

If you let yourself Gary you'll get further than you wish.

I must imagine that they found the Hun again.

I must say you look divine and you're beautiful.

Encentime Adam.

And you look brave Capitan and his wife in London before the war.

And didn't we see each other somewhere in France in 1912?

Here in whom all of them ex-told in there?

Disgrisper now I'm here.

No. As soon as his draft leads for the station he'll have a few hours to come to the hotel.

Fading that all my officers are under orders to attend my regular entente courtyard party tomorrow.

Why can't I see him now?

You may have noticed there's an air raid.

Isn't that normal? This is where the war is.

The captain's on duty and can't leave the camp.

I'm to the room next to his. There's a connecting door.

Of course for his bidders at the hotel. Why doesn't he sleep there?

He bunks down in the hotlines.

We're all working under difficult circumstances.

How are you?

I don't think I'm afraid of a bit of shrapnel.

The alternate may order me out tin house.

Headquarter full of Huns doing the Huns work.

Do you believe that, Trave?

The English doing it.

Needy got me.

Surely it's a good list but I did run. I did run.

Alright Thomas, you're going to shelter with the colonial troops if you like.

No, no I'm wait for my meet all night walking. Captain sir.

I was out for the foreign office before all this began.

I suppose you speak seven languages.

Five and Latin and Greek of course.

Here it comes.

Here's another blooming casualty. Oh nine more then.

Oh, poor fucking Unai Morgan surely to cook this.

I'm under here.

I'm going to take your truck up.

You'll get all sticky.

There you go. Call two, son of three, lads. Call four, son of three.

Call a man.

Thomas.

And I'm walking with your mate.

He was a good pal.

Poor old bugger.

But you would not like surely to goodness to be a mess with your boots or bloody.

I'd give him leave.

He would not be dead now.

No, surely he would not.

It is all one.

Your honor is a good captain.

I know why Christopher doesn't sleep at the hotel.

He's got his mistress in ruin with a child.

How old is that child now? Five?

No, of course not.

I know nothing about if you're talking about Miss Wallop.

I'm not prepared to, even if his treatment of you has which I'm not.

Yes, Miss Wallop.

Christopher's little suffragette.

Oh, and nothing against them being pro-German.

I have German friends myself.

First days, living all of you.

Yes, stop doing it. What does your mother call it?

Shower bath.

It still here pulling the strings of the shower bath.

I say, they've got the vote, though.

Swatch in the sketch.

Leave out, Mrs. Teachings.

I'm not going to the hotel until I've seen Christopher with my own eyes.

There's a note from your foul general.

What did it say?

For God's sake, can't you control your woman?

Well, it didn't say it was private.

You're more trouble to me than all the rest of my command put together.

Give me the rhyme words for a sonnet.

It's the scheme of it.

I know what a damn sonnet is.

What's your game?

It can be 14 n rhymes of a sonnet and I write a sonnet in two and a half minutes.

If you do, I'll translate it into Latinx samadas in under three minutes.

Okay, I'll roll it then.

It's a good idea.

I'll roll it.

I'll roll it.

I'll roll it.

I'll roll it.

I'll roll it.

I'll roll it.

I'll roll it.

I'll roll it.

I'll roll it.

I'll roll it.

I'll roll it.

I'll roll it.

I'll roll it.

I'll roll it then.

A-B-B-A.

A-B-A.

Yes, what is it?

God, who are you?

Hotchkiss.

They said to find you.

Are you Captain Teagens?

You don't have to address enough for some.

Oh, yes.

Sorry.

Sir.

How long have you been in the army?

Two weeks.

There you are.

Two and a half minutes from now.

I have to get to the division horse line and I seem to believe that I'm going to be in the army.

And I seem to have been put in charge of taking your soldiers to some place called Bail.

Uh, sir.

I shall endeavor to be swift.

There's Pink Eye running right through all the service horses.

I made a study of it.

I was sent for by the war office.

I suppose Lord Baixian knew about me from my publications.

I'm a professor of equine studies.

Well, you're a stout fellow.

You should talk to Colonel Johnson.

You'll find him in 16 I-B-D Mass.

The interest of the mid-year.

He's got a hand horse captured on the marred.

I ride Schomburg myself.

Well, if you say so.

Many thanks.

Two minutes and eleven seconds.

I'm not starting till I check to the summit.

GSO2, sir.

You understand? I've not read it.

I'll turn it into Latin in the time stipulated when I'm free.

The Canadian draft has not left yet.

We should be strafed to hell.

We had to wangle everything, sir.

Doesn't boo smelary powders.

Then unwangle everything to normal in a hurry when it was traced back to Bailiol.

It makes you wonder who's in charge, sir.

Ah.

See you there, McCatmy.

Feeling well? Feeling...

Feeling... fit?

Okay.

Can you spend your turn or twenty minutes?

It's... it's...

not exactly a service murder.

You have to come down to the gate.

Hate to keep a woman waiting.

You mean your... as it happens, I was spotted at the station.

And now my French lady friend thinks I've got an English mistress.

Come on.

You draggy me down there to deal with your absurd love life.

Mine.

It's yours.

Four wounds in the dreadful state of anxiety about you.

You haven't written to a once, she says.

You got me, Miss.

What happened?

What happened?

Do you swear it?

Cross my heart, Miss.

I saw the captain with my own eyes. It's very morning, Miss.

I've been dreadfully worried about him.

You're welcome to wait in the guard room, Miss.

No, it's perfectly all right.

I don't want sister Captain D'Juntz to be his own duty.

So, Lois is all right.

You've all been absolutely sweet.

I'm sorry.

Don't be...

She's taken the car.

I'm sorry.

I'm sorry.

Do you want to go?

No, Miss.

Don't be too fast.

It's a little bit easy.

I've got to go.

You're not too close.

I can't stop.

You're too fast.

You're too fast.

I have to go.

I'll be right back.

I will.

I have to go.

I'll be right back.

I'm going back.

I have to go back.

I'll be right back.

I'll be right back.

Oh, my God.

Oh, my God.

Oh.

By the way, did you give a pass to a Canadian?

Why?

You missed the curfew and the red cap snapped.

There are a few minutes before curfew.

You witnessed this prisoner saying goodbye to his mother.

And the prisoner called you a damn brute for no reason.

Least of all, because he made some discretious comment

about the old lady. Is that right?

Yes, sir.

And then having engaged the prisoner in conversation,

by no means calling him a blankety-blank colonial conscript,

you discovered it was two minutes past elevens,

so very properly charged him with being off base

and conduct prejudicial.

Sir!

Mark the charge he dis-case explained.

Dismiss, sir!

I'm a hairsbreadth from recommending a court

inquiry into your conduct if there is any,

any repetition by God you will regret it.

Wait, this is dismiss!

Provost Marshall won't like it, sir.

General O'Hara loves his police like his own new lambs.

I met Riley when going on strike.

It was a bit of luck for that Canadian lad now.

It was lucky for me too.

They had a room with the draughtless roversies.

If anyone needs me, I've got to write Sean Boats at the hotel

to the past to take my wife to General Campions' teapot

into the locals.

What the hell is the Colonel's horse doing in horse standings?

Don't you know Sean Boats by now?

Yes, sir. The officer's been put in on standings

by orders of Lieutenant Ochkes.

Lieutenant Ochkes?

You tell him it was my orders that Sean Boats should be kept warm

in the stables of the farm behind 16 IBD.

Lieutenant says that he's after the army, sir.

He also says how any departure from his orders

will be visited by the extreme displeasure

of Lord Bychum, KC, Vee-ho, etc.

Listen carefully.

I'm going to write Sean Boats over to the hotel

to the past to saddle him up and meet me there,

where you will take him back to the farm stables.

Make sure the windows are closed and stop up any chinks.

Give him oatmeal and water hot as he can take it.

Finally, if Lieutenant Ochkes makes any comments,

refer him to me!

Yes, sir.

How can you forget?

It's the very place where you left me and ruined my life.

So, fairs, fair.

Will you leave your door unlocked tonight?

There's Christopher.

I can see him in the glass.

He's seen me too.

Good God, what are we going to do?

What'll he do?

He'll smash me to pieces.

Oh, you want to do anything to a girl like you?

A decent man doesn't hit girls.

Damn, he's chivalry.

So, it's not to embarrass me. He'll leave it to me.

I don't know. I didn't see my name.

I did a similar search for Ocupé.

What's he doing?

He thinks it's his duty as my husband to give.

He's Jesus Christ calling on the woman taken in adultery.

Why, all this saints, I'll make that wooden face or wince yet.

I'll bring him to heel.

He's going upstairs.

He's probably going to wreck your bedroom.

It's now you're straight to awaken sentimental memories.

I'm going to go to the bathroom.

I'm going to go to the bathroom.

It's now you're straight to awaken sentimental memories in me.

Does Christopher have a girl in this town?

No, he's too much of a stick.

He never even goes to madam Suzette.

Now, look here.

Will you let me come to your room tonight or not?

What's your game?

Helen Hounds, you've got to have come here for him.

What's your game?

What's your game?

What's your game?

What's your game?

What's your game?

What's your game?

What's your game?

What's your game?

What's your game?

What's your game?

What's your game?

What's your game?

What's your game?

What's your game?

What's your game?

What's your game?

What's your game?

What's your game?

What's your game?

What's your game?

What's your game?

What's your game?

What's your game?

What's your game?

What's your game?

What's your game?

What's your game?

What's your game?

What's your game?

What's your game?

I'm going to tidy up with all the generals to you party.

Wait for me I'm not going to look at if I couldn't find a man to escort me

Damn it, also.

Do the trenches if it looks like that.

No, you mean you wouldn't die for me, Boddy.

Hang it all. But a crew fiend you are.

I'm a woman, desperately trying to get her husband back.

If Christopher would throw his handkerchief to me, I would follow him around the world in my shift.

No, you wouldn't.

You're just wanting to make him squeal.

For that, I'll leave my door unlocked and be damned to you.

I don't say you'll get anything or like what you get, but it's up to you.

I'll leave you alone.

I'll leave you alone.

Colonel, may I introduce you to Mr. De B?

Regional manager of the railway.

Railways?

And, er, what's going on with you, chat?

Look, hating the harm has to come first, otherwise we'll just forget it, isn't it?

Colonel, it's not a pleasure to be here.

I'm not sure if you're not a fair person.

I do not think it's your extent, Morny.

Well, why do you treat her, sir?

I don't have to discuss my private...

I mean, forgive and say, Sylvia is the finest, the cleanest... my dear.

Come to do your bit for the Grand Alliance.

You've already seen each other?

Yes, I made time to stop off at the hotel.

Sir, sir, if I may trouble you.

Well, I suppose I should thank you for being clear.

I don't understand you.

You do not come back to the hotel to sleep.

You prefer all the fun of camping out with your boy scouts, do you?

What did you spend the night with your mistress in her little nest in this frightful town?

I hardly got any sleep anywhere.

It was a railway strike.

I was landed with three thousand men.

I dispatched to the front lines three hours earlier, the French way of telling us that they were...

I'll scream if you don't stop.

Sorry?

I've forgotten how.

That would be a piece, I suppose.

How is Michael? He hasn't written to me.

He hardly knows you.

I came to settle things between us.

Would you come to the hotel tonight?

See? Still sealed.

I'll send a driver for you in the morning, 0800.

Where am I going?

You're going to the station and think yourself lucky.

I will.

You've been sweet.

Hurry up girls, the bells are back to go.

Come on.

Come on, hurry up.

There doesn't any longing you'll invite in the next election, this.

If I'm old enough, I won't be thirty for years.

Do you know Mrs. Pankasmas?

She's a heroine, isn't she?

Well, I don't know, Annie. I'm certainly not hers.

She said the other day that pacifism was a disease.

But you wouldn't be a pacifist.

If your sweetheart was in the world, would you, Miss?

More than ever, of course.

Hurry up the bowl going to my house.

Hurry up the bowl going in a minute.

How have you got to see her in the room, Miss?

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Captain Tigeons.

I got your report on the Canadian prisoner by my say marking case explained.

On a charge sheet I sign myself is pretty strong.

You see, Fitz, sir, to instruct your men not to call colonial troops damned conscripts.

They are damned conscripts!

Sir!

Not one of them voluntarily enlisted.

Why, you insult!

You haven't heard the last of it.

Sir!

Christopher!

You look half dead.

How far off is?

Have you had dinner?

I've happened an old fool of a general over a couplet.

Then the air raid started and he went off to order everybody about.

General I already.

Just said the pleasure.

What have you been doing?

I've been doing it for a long time.

I've been doing it for a long time.

I've been doing it for a long time.

I've been doing it for a long time.

I've been doing it for a long time.

What have you been doing?

Since I saw you, let me think.

Well, I have inspected 2,934 toothbrushes, most of which were clean because the soldiers used their button brushes for their teeth to keep the toothbrushes clean for inspections.

Sir, you betrayed me with a battalion.

You want a brandy, I'll ring down.

Ramen hot water, he would.

Of course. What'd you like to be?

I think I would, you know.

Shit, shit, shit, you can put in a gun where people of quality might be wishing to sleep or converse.

They're not answering, I'll try again.

I brought a few letters for you.

Two for Mrs. Onehope, who doesn't seem to realize that her daughter is your mistress and one from your brother Mark, which begins your bitch.

Your wife came to see me. You should read that one first. It's what I came to see you about.

Thank you.

The war office brilliantly said it onto the flat.

I've always understood that your idea of marriage is that husband and wife should be able to read each other's letters.

Of course.

I'll get her.

I'll get her.

I'll get her.

You should.

Thank you.

What is it?

Just been bought forward. I have to be at the camp by 4th, has he?

It's ridiculous that a man of your ability should be at the beck and call of a lot of gargoyle fools like the ones downstairs.

You shouldn't be here at all. You're not fit.

Nobody posted it to a base depo's fit. That's why we're here.

Sorry if you had to come all this way to settle something. I'd be perfectly happy for you to have settled for your son.

Kirby is at your disposal. If you want to live there with Michael.

And of course, with sufficient income to keep it up.

Well, that means you don't intend to live there yourself.

Or you intend to get killed.

I should warn you that if you do get killed, I shall cut down the cedar at darkens the drawing room and the rooms above.

At last, I changed the expression on your face.

I haven't the slightest intention of getting killed. It's not really up to me.

I've worked here, sent back to my battalion.

Your brother refers to me as that whore.

I hadn't had a man, Christopher, for five years. And more. Not one.

I haven't let myself be kissed or touched. Not once, not since Peron.

Potty Peron.

Can you see how I must have been feeling to go off with a full light party?

I was not in my senses.

I broke.

Under your forbearance, your permanent, well-mannered forgiveness.

For am I doing the dirty on you when I married you not knowing?

Still don't know whether my child was yours or Gerald Drake's.

You forgave without mercy.

To scream, blue murder and throw me out would have been a kindness compared to five years under your roof.

Banished from your comfort.

The court you've brought me to.

Throwing myself at you in my horse, true so.

My heat must have put a spell on all the centuries and ticket inspectors.

The musk of five years wanting a man.

They must have smelled it.

Well, don't bother now.

I've changed my mind.

Ah.

I'll stop it off.

Get in the bed.

And see you at work.

The body expects I forgot about it.

There is the house here.

This is my wife's room.

I must ask you to leave this instant.

We'll see whether she's your wife or not.

Leave this room.

You assaulted an officer.

Are you drunk?

By God.

I'll have you five.

I'm going to kill her hardly.

I'm order you to arrest him for drunkenness.

Consider yourself under arrest.

Return to God.

Well, what a lot.

I am under arrest.

Why must you?

Everywhere you go.

The body asked for it.

Sure you did.

I asked for it too.

Sylvia, I...

am so sorry.

You said they could have as much coal as they wanted.

1940, pit and crisis.

And notice, Captain Teigenz, you have no fire extinguishers on your unit.

You're aware of the disastrous consequences that would follow a conflagration?

Yes, sir.

I always informed them to be a prisoner.

You were a prisoner.

I was a prisoner.

I was a prisoner.

I was a prisoner.

I was a prisoner.

I was a prisoner.

I was a prisoner.

I was a prisoner.

I was a prisoner.

I was a prisoner.

Yes, sir.

I was informed by ordinance that there is no provision for fire extinguishers for dominion troops under an imperial officer.

So I applied as advised to a civilian firm.

I didn't ask for your memoirs. Make a note, Levin.

Go and get your belt.

You can go around your cookhouses with me in a quarter of an hour.

You can tell your sergeant cook.

You are aware, sir, that I am under arrest.

I gave you an order to perform a duty.

Sir.

You didn't splendidly.

You understand you released from arrest if you're given an order to perform a duty?

Of course I have.

It's the last thing I want.

You can't refuse.

I caught Marshall.

He thinks the world is.

What did Peron say?

Peron told General O'Hara.

I couldn't possibly.

It's O'Hara that he went to Mrs. Teasen's room at her invitation?

It's impossible to believe anything.

Very true, he did.

But my wife was after fun.

Not the adultery.

What does she tell Peron?

General has not seen Mrs. Teasen's.

He couldn't trust himself.

He said she twisted round her little finger.

You should have only.

He refused to let Peron speak.

He said Peron could choose between going up the line and being broke by his regiment.

My God.

He believed so absolutely in Mrs. Teasen's.

Spoken the General's heart.

Something he heard from the Capitaine.

He's all of this.

You put that down.

Tell Sergeant Case to report to my quarters in the double.

Yes, sir.

I'm supposed to ask you.

Wasn't O'Hara drunk?

The General is anxious for your opinion.

He and O'Hara graduated together from Sandhurst.

Then O'Hara was not drunk.

Campion will be immensely gratifying.

It's a promise, Martin.

He had a right to the end of my room.

I pushed him out, which is an assault on a senior officer.

Maybe a happy degree guilty for that.

And being drunk, of course.

That officer doesn't strike generals sober.

You're mainly after taking the blow.

I'd rather be broken than have this hell wrecked up.

Case.

General Campion will be going around the cookhouse in 15 minutes.

Right, sir.

Don't serve out white clothing.

The General likes to see them in white.

You won't know white clothing has been counted, sir.

If you do that, one of your cooks will tuck some dirty piece of clothing into a locker where the General will faint.

Yes, sir. There is always one piece of clothing left in a locker for a GOC.

His inspection, sir, and General Campion will always find it.

We'll see him do it three times.

This time the man that belongs to a ghost will court, Martin.

Sir!

Sit down.

Captain Teigen's, I would be glad of your careful attention.

This afternoon you will receive a movement order.

If you're not regarded as a disgrace, it is a promotion.

Our requesting general, Perry, to give you the appointment of second in command of the sixth battalion of his regiment.

What is your medical category?

Pabra Base, sir. My chest is rotten.

I should forget that if I were you.

The second in command of a battalion has nothing to do but sit about an armchair waiting for the colonel to be killed.

Say, sir, sir.

Who was your Sergeant Cook?

Sergeant Case, sir.

Sergeant Case.

He was in the drums when we were in Delhi.

He ought to be at least a quartermaster by now, but there was a woman he called in the house.

He was a woman.

He was a woman.

He was a woman.

He was a woman.

He was a woman.

He was a woman.

He was a quartermaster by now, but there was a woman.

He called his sister.

He still sends money to his sister.

I can't find him.

He went absent over her when he was a color sergeant.

He was reduced to the ranks.

Twenty years ago, that must be.

God help you, Chrissy.

There's nothing else I can do.

I can't put you on my stuff.

You crossed General O'Hara in some row over his red caps.

Never mind threatening him for the rest.

So now you have a black spot against your name as regards access to intelligence.

Next, damn it.

The commander of the Ninth French Army is an intimate friend of mine,

but in the face of your confidential report, from your time in French liaison, that's blocked.

I'm in the detail of the report.

You'll see the unfavorable inclusion.

His initial band intelligence officer made a drake who doesn't like me.

What difference does that make?

Not many officers do like you.

Are you aware there's one hell of a straight foot in against you by an ARR-C,

set in left-tenant called Hotchkiss?

There was about Schomburg, sir.

I'd rather die than subject any horse from which I am responsible for the damnable theories of left-tenant Hotchkiss.

It looks as if he will die on that account.

There was a request from your brother Mark through room G14 R of the war office

that you be given the command of the horse lines of the 19th Division.

But the 19th Division's attached to the 4th Army now, and its 4th Army horses that Hotchkiss is to play with.

How can I send you there to be under his orders in Sir Euchadol?

I can send you home in disgrace, or I can send you to your battalion.

You're finished here.

I cannot have men commanded by an officer with a private life as incomprehensible and embarrassing as yours.

Yes, sir.

I took that woman to be a saint.

I swear she is a saint.

There's no accusation against Mrs. Tchtson.

But, God, there is.

You let me think.

I remember every word of our conversation in rye, letting me think Sylvia had gone abroad to look after her mother.

Sylvia and Peron were seen together by Cabot Entheston at the Hotel D'Onopost in 1912.

Can you beat it?

Okay.

Well, what is one to do when a woman is unfaithful, sir?

Defaults the harlot, or live with her like a man.

What sort of a fellow wouldn't see that?

But there is or, used to be, among families of position, certain.

Well, call it parade was there.

Well, there are no more parades for that regiment.

It held out to the last man that you were in.

I'm going to do it.

Open that, will you, my man?

Yes, sir.

I hope you had a good visit, Miss.

Very good. Thank you.

The drafts get off, do you know?

It did, Miss. Captain Tchtson's draft at five o'clock.

You know the army then, Miss? The lingo?

I should say so.

I'm the captain's lady.

You know, I'm the captain's lady.

I'm the captain's lady.

I'm the captain's lady.

I'm the captain's lady.

I'm the captain's lady.

I'm the captain's lady.

I'm the captain's lady.

I'm the captain's lady.

I'm the captain's lady.

I'm the captain's lady.

I'm the captain's lady.

I'm the captain's lady.