No More Learning

Do you? I hope you do. (In a whisper. ) Jack, be very sure of
yourself before you marry. I'm an ungrateful ruffian to say this, but
marriage--even as good a marriage as mine has been--hampers a man's
work, it cripples his sword-arm, and oh, it plays Hell with his notions
of duty. Sometimes--good and sweet as she is--sometimes I could wish
that I had kept my freedom--No, I don't mean that exactly.

Mrs. G. (Coming down veranda. ) What are you wagging your head over, Pip?

Capt. M. (Turning quickly. ) Me, as usual. The old sermon.
Your husband
is recommending me to get married. 'Never saw such a one-ideaed man.

Mrs. G. Well, why don't you? I dare say you would make some woman very
happy.

Capt. G. There's the Law and the Prophets, Jack. Never mind the
Regiment. Make a woman happy. (Aside. ) O Lord!

Capt. M. We'll see.