[At the window again.
Fine fellows those. Look at that boy there, third from the end. And that lieutenant. Strapping, wonderful fellows—with brains! That's the great thing. Give me five hundred thousand of those and I'll hold off all comers.
grosvenor
[With nervous acuteness.
How long d'ye think it'll last?
general
Six months. Maybe a year.
grosvenor
[Tentatively.
You couldn't, I suppose—say—more exactly?