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You've got to see to that, Furny. You've got to stop her if she tries to get out. They're all trying. You should just see the bitches tumbling, and wriggling and scrabbling with their claws and crawling on their stomachs to get to the front tearing each other's eyes out to get there first. And there are fellows that'll take them. They'll even take their wives. "Not me. Not much.
She seemed to me to be obsessed with Jevons's illness, and I made her come out with me for ten minutes for a blow on the Heath. I tried to lead her mind to other things, and she listened politely. "Furny," she said, "what does jaundice come from?" I said it generally came from chill. She frowned, as if she were not satisfied with that explanation. And there was another silence.
And with Kendal grinning from ear to ear over Mr. Jevons's delicious joke, and Jimmy waving his khaki cap in a final valediction, and Kendal's grin dying abruptly as he achieved the military salute he judged appropriate, we parted. Jimmy's last words to me, thrown over the gunwale, were, "Don't run after me, Furny. You won't catch me this time." Then I went back and told Viola about it.
I believe they sent Reggie up to have a look at you, though they don't know that either. They think they sent him to see what I was up to. You see, Furny dear, from their point of view you are so eligible. And really, do you know, I think that's what's dished you what's dished us both, if you like to put it that way. I'm sure you may."
"You're too nice for me, Furny, much too nice. And ever so much too good. I simply couldn't live with integrity like yours." She paused and then turned to me full as we passed a lamp-post. "I suppose you know my people would like me to marry you?" I said a little irritably that I had no reason to suppose anything of the sort. "They would," she said.
"What sort of things?" She smiled, the queerest little, far-off smile. "Oh, funny things things you wouldn't understand, Furny." To that I said, "I wish you'd marry me, Viola." She shrugged her shoulders and said, so did she, and it was much worse for her than it was for me. And then: "Do you know, Reggie liked you immensely. He told me so." I said it would be more to the point if she did.
He was very nearly off once or twice. Only we just managed to get in in time." "Who got in in time?" "Oh, it wasn't only me, Furny, it was all of us. We were all out trying to stop him Charlie and Reggie and Uncle Billy he pulled all the ropes we couldn't do much." "But what what did General Thesiger do?" "He didn't 'do' anything. He hadn't got to. He just said things. Told them about Jimmy."
"He isn't trying to get at me. I'm not sorry for him any more than he's sorry for himself." I said, "You don't know. You're just a dear little ostrich hiding its head in the sand." "No," she said. "No. I'm not a fool, Furny. Even an ostrich isn't such a fool as it looks. It doesn't imagine for a moment that it isn't seen.
We all think you heroic, and you are sometimes useful. But there isn't a thing you've done yet that a man can't do better except getting Furny through the lines, and nobody wants Furny in the lines. And when you're in them you've a moral effect equal to about ten seventeen-inch guns. If the men see you hovering round their trenches they're so jumpy they can hardly hold their rifles.
"Because," she said, "you frightened her." "I? Frightened her?" "Yes," she said. "You made her think I was going to run away with Charlie. There's no good trying to look as if you didn't. You're quite awful, Furny, in the things you think. You can't help it, I know. You're so good, so shockingly good, and you can't bear other people to be naughty.
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