Chapter 9

“Or is it ‘Every man his own lawyer’?” Bones shrugged. “Dear old officer, why burble, dear old sir? Why blither? Bad symptom, Ham, old boy—fearfully bad. It shows the epiglostium’s all wrong, old officer; your medella’s not functioning, old Ham!” When he had gone back to his hut: “Bones is taking some sort of medical course,” said Sanders. “By the last mail he had a book on Eugenics.” Hamilton was not absolutely sure what eugenics were: he tackled his subordinate on the subject. “You wouldn’t understand it, Ham,” s…