And beggin' your pardon, Miss Jones, but it's not us that's responsible for his life." "Isn't it ?" said Katie.

"I wonder." Watts not responding to the suggestion of the complexity of responsibility, she sought the personal.

"As a favor to me, Watts, will you be good to the little dog ?" "As a favor to _you_, Miss Jones," said Watts, making it clear that for his part-- "Watts," she asked, "how long have you been in the service ?" "'Twill be five years in December, Miss Jones." "Re-enlistment must mean that you like it." "I've no complaint to offer, Miss Jones.

Of course there are sometimes a few little things--" "Why did you enter the army, Watts ?" "A man has to make a living some way, Miss Jones." Katie was thinking that she had not asked for an apology.
"And yet I presume you could make more in some other way.

Working in these shops, for instance." "There's nothin' sure about them," said Watts.
"The army's certain.