You'll be responsible for Miss King." "I can't argue any more to-night," said the Major, yawning; "but don't you go to bed under the impression that I'm going to have Simpkins in the yacht, for I'm not." "I don't want to argue either, but I'll just say one word to you before I go: one word that I'd like to have imprinted on your mind during the night.

You won't mind listening to one word, will you ?" "Not if it's only one." "It is literally and simply one.

Duty." "Duty!" said the Major, sitting up.
"Yes, duty.

You're an Englishman, Major, at least by descent, and you know that there's one appeal which is never made in vain to Englishmen, and that is the appeal to duty.

Wasn't that the meaning of the signal Nelson hoisted just before he asked Hardy to kiss him! And what did Hardy do?
Kissed him at once, though he can't possibly have liked it." "I think you've got the story wrong somewhere, J.J.