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Ian Hay,  Paid In Full — Chapter 10 (1925)

“ Conway smiled indulgently.
‘It’s all a question of point of view,’ he said. ‘I like you, Colonel, and I will be quite frank with you. Let me ask you a plain question. Aren't some people fair game?’
‘Not for a British officer and gentleman.’
‘That’s a damned good answer, Colonel; but it doesn’t go. I’m not an officer—I suppose I was cashiered months ago—and I have long perceived from your manner towards me that you don’t consider me a gentleman. So that’s that! Anyhow, can you blame me for trying to make a bit when I get the chance?’
Tom Winter was genuinely interested—and attracted.
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Ian Hay,  Paid In Full — Chapter 10 (1925)

“ Carnegie Hall is the biggest job I’ve tackled yet. Sit down and have a drink. This is Mr. Moon, my manager.’
Colonel Winter surveyed the flinching Moon dispassionately.
‘British subject?’ he inquired.
‘Yes, sir.’
‘Old Soldier?’
‘Oh, yes, sir.’ This was not true, but with Mr. Moon the soft answer was the right answer.
Winter nodded. ‘I see.’ He turned to Conway. ‘Can you spare me five minutes?’
‘Certainly. Moon, go and wait for the chairman. Whiskey and soda, Colonel?’
‘No, thank you.’ Winter sat down by the table. At his elbow lay the discarded Crimea Medal.
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Ian Hay,  Paid In Full — Chapter 10 (1925)

“ Do you want to make them all feel damned fools—the laughing-stock of the other crowd, the crowd who tried to dine and wine us and got frozen out? Haven’t you any consideration for them? And haven’t you any thought for the general consequences? Don’t you see that, by hunting down an unfortunate devil like me at a moment like this when everything in the Anglo-American garden is lovely, you are going to set back the entente cordiale six months? Think, man—think!’ He gazed feverishly into Winter's face. ”
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