'Cantonment Et Cetera would be a trifle lengthy, wouldn't it?' put in the Doctor, his endurance on the wane.
'Perhaps; but technically descriptive of our Western posts. The Germans criticise these military laxities.'
Captain Duane now ceased talking, but urbanely listened; and from time to time his eye would scan Augustus, and then a certain sublimated laugh, to his wife well known; would seize him for a single voiceless spasm, and pass. The experienced Albumblatt meanwhile continued, 'By-the-way, Doctor, you know the Charite, of course?'
Doctor Guild had visited that great hospital, but being now a goaded man he stuck his nose in his plate, and said, unwisely: 'Sharrity? What's that?' For then Augustus told him what and where it was, and that Krankenhaus is German for hospital, and that he had been deeply impressed with the modernity of the ventilation. 'Thirty-five cubic metres to a bed in new wards,' he stated. 'How many do you allow, Doctor?'
'None,' answered the surgeon.
'Do I understand none, Doctor?'
'You do, sir. My patients breathe in cubic feet, and swallow their doses in grains, and have their inflation measured in inches.'
'Now there again!' exclaimed Augustus, cheerily. 'More antiquity to be swept away! And people say we young officers have no work cut out for us!'
'Patients don't die then under the metric system?' said the Doctor.
'No wonder Europe's overcrowded,' said Starr.
But the student's mind inhabited heights above such trifling. 'Death,' he said, 'occurs in ratios not differentiated from our statistics.' And he told them much more while they booked at him over their plates. He managed to say 'modernity' and 'differentiate' again, for he came from our middle West, where they encounter education too suddenly, and it would take three generations of him to speak clean English. But with all his polysyllabic wallowing, he showed himself keen-minded, pat with authorities, a spruce young graduate among these dingy Rocky Mountain campaigners. They had fought and thirsted and frozen; the books that he knew were not written when they went to school; and so far as war is to be mastered on paper, his equipment was full and polished while theirs was meagre and rusty.
And yet, if you know things that other and older men do not, it is as well not to mention them too hastily. These soldiers wished that they could have been taught what he knew; but they watched young Augustus unfolding himself with a gaze that might have seemed chill to a less highly abstract thinker. He, however, rose from the table pleasantly edified by himself, and hopeful for them. And as he left them, 'Good-night, ladies and gentlemen,' he said; 'we shall meet again.'
'Oh yes,' said the Doctor. 'Again and again.'
'He's given me indigestion,' said Bainbridge.
'Take some metric system,' said Starr.
'And lie flat on your trajectory,' said the Doctor.
'I hate hair parted in the middle for a man,' said Mrs. Guild.
'And his superior eye-glasses,' said Mrs. Bainbridge.
'His staring conceited teeth,' hissed Mrs. Starr.
'I don't like children slopping their knowledge all over me,' said the Doctor's wife.
'He's well brushed, though,' said Mrs. Duane, seeking the bright side. 'He'll wipe his feet on the mat when he comes to call.'
'I'd rather have mud on my carpet than that bandbox in any of my
