It all
comes crowding back to me--India, the Crimea, India again--and it's so
real, especially the people. They come and talk to me. I seem to see
them; I don't know they haven't been here, Billy, till your granny tells
me afterwards.'
BILLY. 'Yes, I know, I wonder where granny is.'
BARBARA. 'It isn't often she leaves you for so long, dear.'
COLONEL. 'She told me she had to go out, but I forget where. Oh, yes,
she has gone down to the village to a wedding.'
BILLY. 'A wedding?'
BARBARA. 'It's curious how he harps on that.'
COLONEL. 'She said to me to listen and I would hear the wedding bells.'
BARBARA. 'Not to-day, dear.'
BILLY. 'Best not to worry him.'
BARBARA. 'But granny says we should try to make things clear to him.'
BILLY. 'Was any one with granny when she said she was going to a wedding?'
COLONEL, like one begging her to admit it, 'You were there, Barbara.'
BARBARA. 'No, dear. He said that to me before. And something about a
nurse.'
COLONEL, obstinately, 'She was there, too.'
BILLY. 'Any one else?'
COLONEL. 'There was that soldier.
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