"What! is there plague in Bombay ?" she asked, innocently, in her nervous fashion.
"Plague in Bombay!" the Captain burst out, his burly voice resounding down the saloon.

"Why, bless your soul, ma'am, where else would you expect it?
Plague in Bombay! It's been there these five years.

Better?
Not quite.

Going ahead like mad.

They're dying by thousands." "A microbe, I believe, Dr.Boyell," the inquisitive passenger observed deferentially, with due respect for medical science.
"Yes," the ship's doctor answered, helping himself to an olive.