Conquest; Or, A Piece of Jade; a New Play in Three Acts

by Marie Carmichael Stopes

Now me.

Re. Off.

(Examines him more carefully. Speaking kindly.) Step across to me, sir.

(Gordon tries to conceal his limp as much as possible, but of course fails.)

Re. Off.

(Shaking his head.) No good, sir. Why, you’re lame!

Gordon.

Hardly at all. And I’m strong! I’ve never been ill. I can ride day and night in the saddle. I’d join the mounted rifles!

Re. Off.