Are you sure about Mr. Van Layden? I mean, won't you get into a lot of trouble if you're wrong?
Wouldn't you like to see me drummed out of my regiment? Paraded before the troops? Medals torn off my manly bosom? I used to think that would be just your cup of tea.
They don't really do all that, do they?
Well, of course they do! And my best friend calls on me in my quarters, hands me a loaded revolver and says, "Carruthers, its the only way out for a gentleman."