Vicar.
I thought I’d look in and say how-do-you-do to the wounded hero.
Mrs. Wharton.
Vicar.
Welcome! I passed you in the village just now. I had half a mind to come up and wring your hand, but I thought you’d say, who the deuce is this clerical gent?
John.
How do you do?
Vicar.
An authentic hero. And he speaks just like you and me. The world’s a strange place, my masters. Well, what d’you think of Blighty?