Punch, or the London Charivari, Volume 152, January 17, 1917 by Various
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brother who is a Colonel permanent in the real Army."
"I do not," I said, "like the word 'real' There's a disagreeable invidiousness about it, and your mouth, you being what you are, should be the last to use it." 'You'll have to salute him, you know." "Yes," I said, "I certainly shall when I'm in uniform." "And you'll have to call him 'Sir.'" "Nonsense." "You will," she said, "or you'll be court-martialled. And when he comes into a room in which you're sitting, you'll have to jump up and assume a rigid attitude until he's kind enough to wave his hand. Oh, it will be a real pleasure to have Fred here now that you've been thoroughly recognised. If you don't behave to him in a proper military manner you'll be reported to Lord FRENCH, and then you'll be more tempy than ever. Now that you're recognised you must do the thing thoroughly." "You'll be sorry for this when I'm guarding a railway line night and day." "No," she said, "I shan't. I shall keep you going with sandwiches and thermos-flasks." R.C.L. |
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