INTERVAL, filled by the noise as of one
splashing
in the bath-room.
Kipling - Poems
Do you suppose that you are your own master for the next twelve
hours? If you do, of course--(Makes for the door.)
Capt. G. No! For Goodness' sake, old man, don't do that! You'll see me
through, won't you? I've been mugging up that beastly drill, and can't
remember a line of it.
Capt. M. (Overturning G.'s uniform.) Go and tub. Don't bother me. I'll
give you ten minutes to dress in.
INTERVAL, filled by the noise as of one
splashing
in the bath-room.
.
Capt. G. (Emerging from dressing-room.) What time is it?
