I like my comrades-in-arms, I like the character of British officers, and the men too--I get on well with them.

I declare to you, Patrice, I burn to live in brotherhood with them, not a rift of division at heart! I never show them that there is one.

But our early training has us; it comes on us again; three or four days with Con have stirred me; I don't let him see it, but they always do: these tales of starvations and shootings, all the old work just as when I left, act on me like a smell of powder.

I was dipped in "Ireland for the Irish"; and a contented Irishman scarcely seems my countryman.' 'I suppose it 's like what I hear of as digesting with difficulty,' Patrick referred to the state described by his brother.
'And not the most agreeable of food,' Philip added.
'It would be the secret of our happiness to discover how to make the best of it, if we had to pay penance for the discovery by living in an Esquimaux shanty,' said Patrick.
'With a frozen fish of admirable principles for wife,' said Philip.
'Ah, you give me shudders!' 'And it's her guest who talks of her in that style! and I hope to be thought a gentleman!' Philip pulled himself up.

'We may be all in the wrong.