"Don't talk of yourself in that horrid way, Captain De Baron."
"It won't much matter to any one, for I don't suppose I shall ever come back again. There's a place called Perim, out in the middle of the sea, which will just suit me. They only send one officer there at a time, and there isn't another soul in the place."
"How dreadful!"
"I shall apply to be left there for five years. I shall get through all my troubles by that time."
"I am sure you won't go at all."
"Why not?"
"Because you have got so many friends here."
"Too many, Lady George. Of course you know what Mrs. Jones has been doing?"
"What has she been doing?"
"She tells you everything, I fancy. She has got it all cut and dry. I'm to be married next May, and am to spend the honeymoon at Curry Hall. Of course I'm to leave the army and put the value of my