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PRIVATE
CARR
:
(
To
Cissy
.
)
Was
he
insulting
you
while
me
and
him
was
having
a
piss
?
LORD
TENNYSON
:
(
Gentleman
poet
in
Union
Jack
blazer
and
cricket
flannels
,
bareheaded
,
flowingbearded
.
)
Theirs
not
to
reason
why
.
PRIVATE
COMPTON
:
Biff
him
,
Harry
.
STEPHEN
:
(
To
Private
Compton
.
)
I
don
’
t
know
your
name
but
you
are
quite
right
.
Doctor
Swift
says
one
man
in
armour
will
beat
ten
men
in
their
shirts
.
Shirt
is
synechdoche
.
Part
for
the
whole
.
CISSY
CAFFREY
:
(
To
the
crowd
.
)
No
,
I
was
with
the
privates
.
STEPHEN
:
(
Amiably
.
)
Why
not
?
The
bold
soldier
boy
.
In
my
opinion
every
lady
for
example
.
.
.
PRIVATE
CARR
:
(
His
cap
awry
,
advances
to
Stephen
.
)
Say
,
how
would
it
be
,
governor
,
if
I
was
to
bash
in
your
jaw
?
STEPHEN
:
(
Looks
up
to
the
sky
.
)
How
?
Very
unpleasant
.
Noble
art
of
selfpretence
.
Personally
,
I
detest
action
.
(
He
waves
his
hand
.
)
Hand
hurts
me
slightly
.
Enfin
ce
sont
vos
oignons
.
(
To
Cissy
Caffrey
.
)
Some
trouble
is
on
here
.
What
is
it
precisely
?
DOLLY
GRAY
:
(
From
her
balcony
waves
her
handkerchief
,
giving
the
sign
of
the
heroine
of
Jericho
.
)
Rahab
.
Cook
’
s
son
,
goodbye
.
Safe
home
to
Dolly
.
Dream
of
the
girl
you
left
behind
and
she
will
dream
of
you
.
