"You know you are!" says Mrs. Bagnet. "What's the use of that? WHY are you?"
"The nature of the animal, I suppose," returns the trooper good-humouredly.
"Ah!" cries Mrs. Bagnet, something shrilly. "But what satisfaction will the nature of the animal be to me when the animal shall have tempted my Mat away from the musical business to New Zealand or Australey?"

It's my nature, I suppose."
"Ah!" cries Mrs. Bagnet. "But what good will that be when your nature shall have tempted my Mat away from the musical business to New Zealand or Australey?"
