He got to his feet and shouted shrilly:
“I can't go this life any more, do you hear that? No possible future is worth all this. If I can get to Paris, all right. If not, I'll desert and damn the consequences.”
“But I've already promised I'll do all I can....”
“Well, do it now,” interrupted Andrews brutally.
“All right, I'll go and see the colonel and tell him what a great musician you are.”
“Let's go together, now.”
“But that'll look queer, dear boy.”
“I don't give a damn, come along.... You can talk to him. You seem to be thick with all the officers.”
“You must wait till I tidy up,” said Sheffield.
“All right.”