The leave train rolled into Victoria late in the afternoon. Cab touts5 buzzed about the Babe, but he would have none of them; he would go afoot the better to see the sights of the village—a leisurely7 sentimental8 pilgrimage. He had not covered one hundred yards when a ducky little thing pranced9 up to him, squeaking10, "Where are your gloves, Sir?" "I always put 'em in cold storage during summer along with my muff and boa, dear," the Babe replied pleasantly. "Moreover, my mother doesn't like me to talk to strangers in the streets, so ta-ta." The little creature blushed like a tea-rose and stamped its little hoof11. "Insolence12!" it squeaked13. "You—you go back to France by the next boat!" and the Babe perceived to his horror that he had been witty14 to an Assistant Provost-Marshal! He flung himself down on his knees, licking the A.P.M.'s boots and crying in a loud voice that he would be good and never do it again.
The A.P.M. pardoned the Babe (he wanted to save the polish on his boots) on condition that he immediately purchased a pair of gloves of the official cut and hue15. The Babe did so forthwith and continued on his way. He had not continued ten yards when another A.P.M. tripped him up. "That cap is a disgrace, Sir!" he barked. "I know it, Sir," the Babe admitted, "and I'm awfully16 sorry about it; but that hole in it only arrived last night—shrapnel, you know—and I haven't had time to buy another yet. I don't care for the style they sell in those little French shops—do you?"
The A.P.M. didn't know anything about France or its little shops, and didn't intend to investigate; at any rate not while there was a war on there. "You will return to the Front to-morrow," said he. The Babe grasped his hand from him and shook it warmly. "Thank you—thank you, Sir," he gushed17; "I didn't want to come, but they made me. I'm from Fiji; have no friends here, and London is somehow so different from Suva it makes my head ache. I am broke and couldn't afford leave, anyway. Thank you, Sir—thank you."
"Ahem—in that case I will revoke18 my decision," said the A.P.M. "Buy yourself an officially-sanctioned cap and carry on."
The Babe bought one with alacrity19; then, having tasted enough of the dangers of the streets for one afternoon, took a taxi, and, lying in the bottom, well out of sight, sped to his old hotel. When he reached his old hotel he found it had changed during his absence, and was now headquarters of the Director of Bones and Dripping. He abused the taxi-driver, who said he was sorry, but there was no telling these days; a hotel was a hotel one moment, and the next it was something entirely20 different. Motion pictures weren't in it, he said.
Finally they discovered a hotel which was still behaving as such, and the Babe got a room. He remained in that room all the evening, beneath the bed, having his meals pushed in to him under the door. A prowling A.P.M. sniffed21 at the keyhole, but did not investigate further, which was fortunate for the Babe, who had no regulation pyjamas22.
Next morning, crouched23 on the bottom boards of another taxi, he was taken to his tailor, poured himself into the faithful fellow's hands, and only departed when guaranteed to be absolutely A.P.M.-proof. He went to the "Bolero" for lunch, ordered some oysters24 for a start, polished them off and bade the waiter trot25 up the consommé. The waiter shook his head. "Can't be done, Sir. Subaltern gents are only allowed three and six-penceworth of food and you've already had that, Sir. If we was to serve you with a crumb26 more, we'd be persecuted27 under the Trading with the Enemy Act, Sir. There's an A.P.M. sitting in the corner this very moment, Sir, his eyeglass fixed28 on your every mouthful, very suspicious-like——"
"Good Lord!" said the Babe, and bolted. He bolted as far as the next restaurant, had a three-and-sixpenny entrée there, went on to another for sweets, and yet another for coffee and trimmings. These short bursts between courses kept his appetite wonderfully alive.
That afternoon he ran across a lady friend in Bond Street, "a War Toiler29 enormously interested in the War" (see the current number of Social Snaps). She had been at Yvonne's trying on her gauze for the Boccaccio Tableaux30 in aid of the Armenians and needed some relaxation31. So she engaged the Babe for the play, to be followed by supper with herself and her civilian32 husband. The play (a War drama) gave the Babe a fine hunger, but the Commissionaire (apparently a Major-General) who does odd jobs outside the Blitz took exception to him. "Can't go in, Sir." "Why not?" the Babe inquired; "my friends have gone in." "Yessir, but no hofficers are allowed to obtain nourishment33 after 10 p.m. under Defence of the Realm Act, footnote (a) to para. 14004." He leaned forward and whispered behind his glove, "There's a Hay Pee Hem6 under the portico34 watching your movements, Sir." The Babe needed no further warning; he dived into his friend's Limousine35 and burrowed36 under the rug.
Some time later the door of the car was opened cautiously and the moon-face of the Major-General inserted itself through the crack. "Hall clear for the moment, Sir; the Hay Pee Hem 'as gorn orf dahn the street, chasin' a young hofficer in low shoes. 'Ere, tyke this; I'm a hold soldier meself." He thrust a damp banana in the Babe's hand and closed the door softly.
Next morning the Babe dug up an old suit of 1914 "civies" and put them on. A woman in the Tube called him "Cuthbert" and informed him gratuitously37 that her husband, twice the Babe's age, had volunteered the moment Conscription was declared and had been fighting bravely in the Army Clothing Department ever since. Further she supposed the Babe's father was in Parliament and that he was a Conscientious38 Objector. In Hyde Park one urchin39 addressed him as "Daddy" and asked him what he was doing in the Great War; another gambolled40 round and round him making noises like a rabbit. In Knightsbridge a Military Policeman wanted to arrest him as a deserter. The Babe hailed a taxi and, cowering41 on the floor, fled back to his hotel and changed into uniform again.
That night, strolling homewards in the dark, immersed in thought, he inadvertently took a pipe out of his pocket and lit it. An A.P.M. who had been sleuthing him for half a mile leapt upon him, snatched the pipe and two or three teeth out of his mouth and returned him to France by the next boat.
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"Hello, old thing, cheerio and all the rest of it," Huntsman whinnied lovingly.
Miss Muffet rubbed her velvet43 muzzle44 against his pocket. "Brought a lump of sugar for a little girl?" she rumbled45.
He mounted her and headed across country, Miss Muffet pig-jumping and capering46 to show what excellent spirits she enjoyed.
Two brigades of infantry47 were under canvas in Mud Gully, their cook fires winking48 like red eyes. The guards clicked to attention and slapped their butts49 as the Babe went by. A subaltern bobbed out of a tent and shouted to him to stop to tea. "We've got cake," he lured50, but the Babe went on.
A red-hat cantered across the stubble before him waving a friendly crop, "Pip" Vibart the A.P.M. homing to H.Q. "Evening, boy!" he holloaed; "come up and Bridge to-morrow night," and swept on over the hillside. A flight of aeroplanes, like flies in the amber51 of sunset, droned overhead en route for Hunland. The Babe waved his official cap at them: "Good hunting, old dears."
They had just started feeding up in the regimental lines when he arrived; the excited neighing of five hundred horses was music to his ears. His brother subalterns hailed his return with loud and exuberant52 noises, made disparaging53 remarks about the smartness of his clothes, sat on him all over the floor and rumpled54 him. On sighting the Babe, The O'Murphy went mad and careered round the table wriggling55 like an Oriental dancer, uttering shrill56 yelps57 of delight; presently he bounced out of the window, to enter some minutes later by the same route, and lay the offering of a freshly slain58 rat at his best beloved's feet.
At this moment the skipper came in plastered thick with the mud of the line, nodded cheerfully to his junior sub and instantaneously fell upon the buttered toast.
"Oh, England's all right, Sir," said the Babe, tickling60 The O'Murphy's upturned tummy—"quite all right; but it's jolly to be home again among one's ain folk."
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