You see that map,' and he pointed to a big one on the wall.

'South Africa is coloured green.

Not red for the English, or yellow for the Germans.

Some day it will be yellow, but for a little it will be green--the colour of neutrals, of nothings, of boys and young ladies and chicken-hearts.' I kept wondering what he was playing at.
Then he fixed his eyes on Peter.

'What do you come here for?
The game's up in your own country.