‘I tell you, I’m the commonest kind of man.’
‘I’m just the commonest kind of old wifie myself.’
‘I’ve been a kick-about all my life, and I’m no great shakes at the war.’
‘Yes, you are. How many Germans have you killed?’
‘Just two for certain, and there was no glory in it. It was just because they wanted my shirt.’
‘Your shirt?’
‘Well, they said it was their shirt.’
‘Have you took prisoners?’
‘I once took half a dozen, but that was a poor affair too.’
‘How could one man take half a dozen?’