"Yes, sir, unless——"
"In this damp, and cold, and darkness?"
"There is no help for it, Mr. Fothergill, unless——"
"Unless what, Davie?"
"Unless you become a mother, sir!"
"What?"
"Of twins, sir."
"Fiddlesticks!"
"Indeed, it is so, sir, and you will have to nurse them."
"I can't do it. I'm physically incapable."