CAPTAIN

I'm sane. And I want war. I want to go out and help lambaste those
infernally cocksure armies of that jelly-and-cream King. We've parleyed
long enough. Now we'll fight. Force is the only convincing argument
after all.


GROSVENOR

As our Master said, "I bring a sword"--


GENERAL

[_At the window again._

Fine fellows those. Look at that boy there, third from the end. And that
lieutenant. Strapping, wonderful fellows--with brains! That's the great
thing. Give me five hundred thousand of those and I'll hold off all
comers.


GROSVENOR

[_With nervous acuteness._

How long d'ye think it'll last?