"
"I'll take it, of course," said Doyle, "if it's quite convenient to the
Major; but it wasn't it I came for."
"What was it, then? If you have any idea of dragging the Major into
that salmon ambuscade of O'Donoghue's, I tell you plainly I won't have
it."
"It's nothing of the kind," said Doyle. "After what you said on Friday
we gave that notion up. What brought me here to-day was to see if the
Major would lend me a set of car cushions. The rats got in on the ones
I have of my own, and they've holes ate in them so as you'd be ashamed
to put them on a car."
"You shall have them with the greatest possible pleasure," said Meldon.
"Not the new ones," said the Major through the window.
"I thought," said Meldon; "that you didn't want to be disturbed, and
that I was carrying on this negotiation with Mr. Doyle. You must do
one thing or the other, Major. Either come out and manage your own
affairs, or else leave them entirely in my hands.--You can't," he said,
turning to Doyle, "have the new cushions unless for some very special
purpose. Is Miss King thinking of going for a drive on your car? If
she is, the Major will lend the new cushions.
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