George. I think so.
Knox. I wash bottles in the B. A. T. I don't expect the legation bloods to be aware of my existence.
George. [With a twinkle in his eye.] I don't know that an Assistant Chinese Secretary is such a blood as all that.
Knox. You've just been down to Fuchow, haven't you?
George. Yes, I only got back this morning.
Knox. Did you see Freddy Baker by any chance?
George. Yes, poor chap.
Knox. Oh, I've got no pity for him. He's just a damned fool.
Harry. Why?
Knox. Haven't you heard? He's married a half-caste.