It's human nature, and you must allow for it; don't you think so ?" "Human nature can be controlled," said Peter primly.
"Can it ?" retorted the other.

"Even the cloth doesn't find it too easy, apparently." "What do you mean ?" demanded Peter, and then added: "Don't mind telling me; I really want to know." Donovan knocked out his pipe, and evaded.

"You've got to be broad-minded, padre," he said.
"Well, I am," said Peter.

"But ..." "Come and have a drink then," interrupted the other.

"Jenko and the Major are coming back." "Damned poor whisky!" said the latter, catching the rail as the boat heaved a bit, "begging your pardon, padre.