[To Sheba.] Your remarks about the army are extremely complimentary. On behalf of the army I thank you. We fellows are not a bad sort, take us all round.
Sheba.
There’s a grand future before you, isn’t there?
Darbey.
Well, I suppose there is if I go on as I’m going now.
Tarver.
[To Salome.] Thanks, the attack has passed. Now about to-night; at what time is the house entirely quiet?
Salome.
Poor dear Papa goes round with Blore at half-past nine—after that all is rest and peacefulness.
Tarver.