Meldon. And the Protestant religion is a good
religion for them that's brought up to it. And if a man can't make up
his mind to one or other of the two of them, it's better for him not to
have a religion at all."
"Don't let your interest in theological controversy distract your
attention from seeing after the thorough disinfection of the judge's
bedroom."
"I will not," said Doyle; "but I'll see that your orders are carried
out. It's a queer notion, so it is, to be sleeping in damp sheets.
But a man like that ought to know what suits him."
"Right," said Meldon. "And now, if you'll excuse me, I'll be off to
the kitchen and have my tea. You keep your eye lifting for the doctor,
and get those things out of him as soon as you can."
Sabina Gallagher, blushing and embarrassed, with a clean apron on,
stood with her back against the dresser when Meldon entered the
kitchen. He shook hands with her, and noticed at once that she had
obeyed her master's orders and made some effort to clean herself. Her
hands were damp and cold.
"I'm glad to see you looking well," said Meldon, "Is the tea ready?"
"It is," said Sabina.
Meldon sat down and poured out two cups.
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