I don't consider a man has a right to go on active service--especially on such service as the present war--and keep a girl bound at home.

Still less has he a right to marry her.

What happens in so many cases?
A fortnight's married life.

The man goes to the front.
Then ping! or whizz-bang! and that's the end of him, and so the girl is left." "On the other hand," said I, "you must remember that the girl may hold very strong opinions and take pings and whizz-bangs very deliberately into account." Boyce helped himself to another whisky and soda.

"It's a matter for the individual conscience.