"Still, a guest must be polite," argued George.
"I like my guests to be truthful."
"Very well, sir, if you will have it--and I feel that it would be bad manners to refuse your request--it is said that you nearly set Europe by the ears when you were ambassador."
Derrington roared. "I did--I did, and I wish I had brought about the war I wanted. It would have done no end of good."
"Does war ever do good?" asked Brendon, doubtfully.
"Certainly. It stirs up things, and teaches men how to use their hands and brains. Without war there is too much wrapping up in cotton-wool. Don't tell me, George, that you aren't a soldier at heart, for nearly all your ancestors fought for their country.
"And fought their country also, I believe."
"When they didn't get their rights," said Derrington, grimly. "I have been a fighter myself all my life, and I've held my own."
"So they say, sir, and I admire you for it."
"Hah! Very good of you, I'm sure," said Derrington, ironically, "but in my old age I can't hold my own, so I have to call in you."