"She's a bit skittish at times.

I was saying as how I did the Colonel an injustice.

I'm very sorry.

No man who wasn't steel all through ever got the V.C.They don't chuck it around on blighters." "That's all very interesting and commendable," said I, "but what has it to do with Gedge ?" "He has been slandering the Colonel something dreadful the last few months, sneering at him, saying nothing definite, but insinuatingly taking away his character." "In what way ?" I asked.
"Well, he tells one man that the Colonel's a drunkard, another that it's women, another that he gambles and doesn't pay, another that he pays the newspapers to put in all these things about him, while all the time in France he's in a blue funk hiding in his dugout." "That's moonshine," said I.And as regards the drinking, drabbing, and gaming of course it was.

But the suggestion of cowardice gave me a sharp stab of surprise and dismay.
"I know it is," said Marigold.