He's like a war-horse in a paddock. He simply can't be allowed to end his career like that. He can and he probably will. That's pillow talk, mind you. Sylvia. Excuse me. No, please stay if you can, Bertram! Stay at your peril. Sylvia has a bit between her teeth. Well, if I can have a drink for a few minutes. I'm concerned for Edward. Campion? Why has he got a glorified quartermaster's job fitting out troops for General Perry's command? Because it's a vital job and Campion does it superbly. But General Perry's command is the only fighting command that might become free. He's taken to getting his friends to write to the Times about being starved of troops. Edward Campion should have the sort of job which brings a hero's welcome and a peerage at the end of it. And from that, who knows?