"No."
"You are very pretty."
She smiled down at him. "It is nice of you to say it."
"Don't wear your cap again, I don't like uniforms for women."
"But when I am on duty I must wear it. You know enough of discipline to understand that I must."
"Yes. But women don't need discipline, God bless 'em." His old eyes twinkled. "Has Derry come in?"
"Yes, and gone to bed. He asked after you."
"And it's Thanksgiving morning?"
"Yes."
"And no turkey for me. But you'll get me a glass of wine?"