The General. I am astonished at your Majesty's having thrown this park open to every one.
The King. It saves the work-people a quarter of an hour if they can go through it to get to their work.—Well, General, it seems you have become religious all of a sudden?
The General. Ha, ha, ha! Your Majesty has read my Order of the Day, then?
The King. Yes.
The General (confidentially). Well, sir, you see things couldn't go on any longer as they were. (Whispers.) Debauchery in the ranks! I won't say anything about the officers; but when the men take to such courses openly—!
The King. Oho!
The General. My brother the bishop and I, between us, composed an Order of the Day on the subject of the necessity of religion—religion as the basis of discipline.
The King. As a matter of fact the bishop was the first person I met here to-day.—Is he suffering from a disordered stomach, too?
The General. More so than any of us, Sir! Ha, ha, ha! (The KING motions to him to sit down.) Thank you, Sir.—But, apart from that, I have had it in my mind for some time that in these troublous days there ought to be a closer co-operation between the Army and the Church—
The King. In the matter of digestion, do you mean?