John.
Surely. [To his mother.] I would rather not have told you. I knew how much you’d take it to heart. But I was obliged to. And perhaps it’s better as it is. I hated the thought of deceiving you and father. Now let’s put it out of our minds.
Colonel Wharton.
John, have you forgotten, that in three weeks you’ll be going back to the Front? Sooner or later you’ll find yourself once more in the fighting line. Have you asked yourself what it will be like to face death without the help of Almighty God?
John.
It’s always difficult to face death.
Colonel Wharton.
You wouldn’t be the first who found it easy to stand alone when all was going well and found it a very different thing in danger or illness.
John.
[With a smile.] When the devil was sick, the devil a monk would be.