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Captain Sir Owen Kettle, K. C. B., shook his head and sighed. "I have tried everything, sir, from the Flying Corps to Motor Transports and R. A. M. C., and not one of them will have me. They say I've a wooden leg."
"And that's not true," broke in Lady Kettle. "The Captain's is a high-class American limb that cost £26 18s., even with the discount. At least, the one he wore when he tried to enlist was. He still has his old wooden implement (which Mr. McTodd made him), but he only wears that about home here, and when we've no company. Mr. McTodd meant well, but he made the leg of Honduras mahogany, and that's too heavy. It's as good as an extra vest to the Captain when he wears it."