"
"Bad, is it?"
"Uneatable," said Meldon. "Serve him up food that a pig wouldn't look
at. Can you do that, do you think?"
"I might, of course," said Sabina; "but--"
"Then do."
"Sure if I do he'll not be for stopping in the hotel."
"Exactly," said Meldon. "He's not wanted to stop."
"Mr. Doyle will lacerate me after, if the gentleman leaves, and the
language he'll use will be what I wouldn't like to be listening to."
"Mr. Doyle," said Meldon, "may take that view at first. He's a
short-sighted man, and is inclined to consider only the immediate
present; but, in giving you the directions I am giving about the
judge's food, I am acting in Mr. Doyle's best interests. I'm looking
into the future, and doing what will be best for Mr. Doyle in the long
run. After awhile he'll come to understand that, and then he'll be
extremely pleased with you, and most probably he'll raise your wages."
"He'll not do that," said Sabina confidently.
"In any case," said Meldon, "whatever view he ultimately takes of your
action, you will have the feeling that you are securing the greatest
good of the greatest number, and that's a reward in itself--a much
better reward than a few shillings extra wages.
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