Alec
If things turn out all right, we shall have come near finishing the job, and there won't be much more slave-raiding in this part of Africa.
Dick
And if things don't turn out all right?
Alec
Why, then I'm afraid the tea-tables of Mayfair will be deprived of your scintillating repartee forever.
Dick
Well, I've had a very good time in my life. I've loved a little, I've looked at some good pictures, read some thundering fine books, and I've worked and played. If I can only account for a few more of those damned scoundrels before I die, I shouldn't think I had much to complain of.
Alec
[Smiling.] You're a philosopher, Dick.
Dick
Doesn't the possibility of an extremely unpleasant demise tempt you to a few appropriate reflections?
Alec
I don't know that it does. I'm a bit of a fatalist, and my theory is that when my time comes nothing can help me, but at the bottom of my heart I can't resist the conviction that I shan't die till I let myself.
Doctor
Well, I must go and put things in order. I'll bandage those fellows up, and I hope they'll stand the jolting.
Alec
What about Perkins?
Doctor
Lord knows! I'll try and keep him quiet with chloral.
Alec
You needn't say anything about striking camp. I don't propose that any one should know till a quarter of an hour before we start.
Doctor
But that won't give them time.
Alec
It must. I've trained them often enough to get on the march quickly.
Doctor
Very well.
[George Allerton comes in as the Doctor is on the point of going.
George
Can I come in?
Alec
Yes … Doctor!
Doctor
Hulloa!
Alec
You might stay a minute, will you?
Doctor
[Coming back.] Certainly.
Alec
Didn't Selim tell you that I wanted to speak to you?
George
That's why I've come.
Alec
You've taken your time about it.
George
I say, could you give me a drink of brandy? I'm awfully done up.
Alec
[Shortly.] There's no brandy left.
George