Mrs.Rintoul had come in almost in tears, and the two young lieutenants had dropped in with Captain Doolan, while one or two other officers had come round to commiserate with Mrs.Doolan.
"Another victim," the latter said, as Isobel entered.
"You look too cheerful, Miss Hannay.

I find that we are expected to wear sad countenances at our approaching banishment." "Are we, Mrs.Doolan?
It seems to me that it won't make very much difference to us." "Not make any difference, Miss Hannay!" Captain Doolan said.

"Why, Deennugghur is one of the dullest little stations on this side of India!" "What do you mean by dull, Captain Doolan ?" "Why, there are only about six white residents there besides the troops.
Of course, as four companies are going instead of one, it will make a difference; but there will be no gayety, no excitement, and really nothing to do." "As for the gayety, I am sure I shall not regret it, Captain Doolan; besides, our gayeties are pretty well over, except, of course, dinner parties, and it is getting very hot for them.

We shall get off having to go out in the heat of the day to make calls, which seem to me terrible afflictions, and I think with a small party it ought to be very sociable and pleasant.

As for excitement, I hear that there is much better shooting there than there is here.