The thing had been stuck into the head of a woolly
bear by way of an eye. She pulled it out, which I think shows
intelligence, and--"
"I thought you said, J. J., that you wanted to get through with this
enquiry and go to bed."
"I do," said Meldon. "But I naturally expected you'd take some
interest in the mental development of my baby. After all, she's your
godchild. You wouldn't have liked it if she'd swallowed that pin.
However, if you don't care to hear about her, I won't force her on your
attention. Go on about Doyle and the drains. What happened?"
"The doctor refused to act, of course," said the Major.
"Naturally," said Meldon; "he didn't care about bringing typhoid into
the town."
"You'd have thought Simpkins would have dropped it then, but he didn't.
He reported the doctor to the Board of Guardians for neglect of duty."
"We're getting on," said Meldon, taking a note on a fresh sheet of
paper. "You started out to prove that Simpkins is a meddlesome ass.
You've got half way. He's certainly an ass. Didn't he know that Doyle
was chairman of the Board of Guardians?"
"He must have known that, of course.
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