DR. BODIE. Fishing rods all right this time, Nurse?
PROBATIONER (faltering). I’m so ashamed, Doctor Bodie—there is one missing.
DR. BODIE. Again! I must ask you, Nurse, to report yourself to the Matron.
PROBATIONER (crushed). Yes, Doctor Bodie.
DR. BODIE (observing that DANNY is stealing away unobtrusively). No. 7!
DANNY (still backing). Yes, Doctor.
DR. BODIE. Come here. What is the matter with your right leg? It seems stiff.
DANNY (with the noble resignation of Tommies, of which he has read in the papers). It’s a twinge of the old stiffness come back, Doctor. I think there’s a touch of east in the wind. The least touch of east seems to find the hole that bullet made. But I’m not complaining.
DR. BODIE (brutally). No, it is I who am complaining.