LIEUTENANT. Oh, bother the destiny of humanity (Making for her.)
Only a kiss.

LADY (retreating round the table). Not until you have regained
your honor as an officer. Remember: you have not captured my
brother yet.

LIEUTENANT (seductively). You'll tell me where he is, won't you?

LADY. I have only to send him a certain signal; and he will be
here in quarter of an hour.

LIEUTENANT. He's not far off, then.

LADY. No: quite close. Wait here for him: when he gets my
message he will come here at once and surrender himself to you.
You understand?

LIEUTENANT (intellectually overtaxed). Well, it's a little
complicated; but I daresay it will be all right.

LADY. And now, whilst you're waiting, don't you think you had
better make terms with the General?

LIEUTENANT. Oh, look here, this is getting frightfully
complicated. What terms?

LADY. Make him promise that if you catch my brother he will
consider that you have cleared your character as a soldier. He
will promise anything you ask on that condition.