I've got to leave this perishing suburb and skip up to H.Q., and don't you forget it, old dear.

I shall probably be a Major-General before you get your third pip.

Got that ?" Pennell took his pipe from his mouth.

"What's in the wind now ?" he demanded.
"Well, you might not have noticed it, but I'm a political and economic expert, and Haig's fed up that you boys don't tumble to the wisdom of the centuries as you ought.

Consequently I've got to instruct you.