Leslie Thomas
- The Magic Army
A waitress, a fair representation of the menu smudged on her apron, appeared and stood with apprehensive obedience at the table. "Sprouts?" asked General Georgeton. 'I am about to display my ignorance. What is a sprout?' The young Englishman said: 'Sprouts, sir? They're green and sort of oval.' 'Like small cabbages,' put in the waitress.
