Reflections in a Golden Eye Page #6

Leonora, they let a lady play polo?

Why, sure, sometimes.

And I was pretty good.

Of course, my daddy

was Old Leatherbreeches.

We were stationed at Fort Myer

at the time.

The men thought

they'd have to accommodate me.

You know, a girl playing.

Well, I taught them a thing or two.

Before the first chukker was over

they had to carry two of them off the field.

I just had to go and ride them off...

- Good evening, colonel.

- How are you, captain?

Fine. Fine, thank you.

Anacleto tells me that Mrs. Langdon

will not be here this evening.

No, she's not feeling well.

I wonder, would it be all right

if I ran over for a few minutes?

Sure. You go on over there.

Listen to me.

There's nothing wrong with her...

- Where's Weldon?

- Yeah, where is Weldon?

Go on over and talk to her.

She'll be real glad to see you.

- Run along.

- Thank you, sir.

Can't you see him?

Trudging down the highway...

...the stick over his shoulder

and his precious Clausewitz in a bandana.

Who? Who?

My husband.

My horse threw me and then ran away.

Yes, sir, I know.

Private Williams found him

and brought him in.

- He here?

- Yes, sir.

He's in the stall with Firebird.

Oh, sounds like a good party.

It's probably the last party

I'll attend on this post.

- Or any other.

- Why, Murray...

Penderton called me in this afternoon.

He said, "I want you to know

what I'm doing, Weincheck.

I can't, in all conscience,

give you better than satisfactory...

...on your efficiency report."

It was quite a blow.

He went on. He said,

"It's not that you're remiss in your duties.

It's just that you lack

certain qualities of leadership."

Oh, dear.

So I said, "In that case,

I'm leaving the service."

And Penderton said, "I hoped that

that would be your reaction, Weincheck...

...because frankly, I don't see much

of a future for you in the Army."

He said he was really doing me a favor.

Well, maybe he was.

Hey, what's the joke?

The little Filipino put perfume

in a specimen of Alison Langdon's urine...

...before taking it

to the hospital for analysis.

- Who says?

- You know something else?

The same boy got through

one day to the general.

He asked the general

to stop the soldier...

...from blowing his bugle

at 6:
00 in the morning...

...because it disturbed

Mrs. Langdon's rest.

The general said,

"You know who you're talking to?"

He said, "Of course."

He was trying to say "house boy"

in French.

Weldon?

Weldon?

What in the world happened to you?

Well, the horse...

The horse stumbled,

and I fell into a blackberry bush.

He ran off, and...

Oh, my.

Well, you are a mess.

What horse were you riding?

What horse were you riding?

Firebird.

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