(Cries of astonishment.)
Various Players. How can "bore" suggest "the Marne"?
M. C. But it did. You mustn't mind.
Twelfth Player. How did it? Just for fun I'd like to know.
Thirteenth Player. Well, when I was on the Marne I used to see the marks on the ground made by them.
Twelfth Player. By who?
Thirteenth Player. The wild boars.
(Roars of laughter.)
Twelfth Player. But I meant that duty is a bore—b-o-r-e.
M. C. (frantic). It doesn't matter. It's what you think—not what is—in this game. But really we're in such a muddle, wouldn't it be better to begin again? You all know the rules now.