And in came Philip with my half-finished drink, cursing.

"I've been standing on those damned stairs with Orp's drink for the last half-hour waiting for the Chief to leave." So, of course, I had to finish it.

And then the Colonel's.
And I went off to General Davidson's, and he had a nice cocktail ready for me, and a good "bottle" for dinner--after which I do not remember anything.

But it was a bit of bad luck, one thing happening after another like that.
When I went back to Amiens I saw a good bit of the Press.

The "Major" had gone, and Captain Hale of the Black Watch had charge.