Just Suckers.

But don't you see, children?—you have still been fooled! The real problem is not "Who is the Hero?" and "Who is the Enemy?" but what has all this to do with the price of fish in Patagonia on Saturday afternoons, or with the colour of Mary's eyes, or even with 'the camps to be set up in the Pyrenees to feed starving children and mothers? Now you never thought of that, did you? But still it doesn't matter, because your shillings collected at the door are destined to help those camps—and after all you did got your bob's worth of fun—I wonder.

"And the lord said: 'Feed my lambs.'"

But why on tripe?

—Sancho Panca.