Elizabeth.
[To Vera.] No, you shan't come with me, dear! I am quite ashamed, Mr. Adene, to make such a fuss!
Adene.
My dear lady, it is the absence of fuss that strikes me! [Exit Elizabeth.] Well, if I had had my hand bitten right through by a Himalayan eagle——
Vera.
It's a frightful bite!
Carlyon.
[Carelessly.] Oh, that's Elizabeth all over! It is true, though, in the main, what she was saying. The thing those people care for is fighting-power. They like a conqueror to enjoy his conquering, the trampling and slaughtering and all the rest of it.
Adene.
What did they make of your hospitals and your care for the wounded?