In the evenings he and I mugged up the text-books together; and with the aid of the books I put him through all the new physical exercises.

I was a privileged person.

I could take my own malicious pleasure out of Marigold's enforced humility, but I would be hanged if anybody else should.

Sergeant Marigold should instruct those volunteers as he once instructed the recruits of his own battery.

So I worked with him like a nigger until there was nothing in the various drills of a modern platoon that he didn't know, and nothing that he could not do with the mathematical precision of his splendid old training.
One night during the thick of it Betty came in.