But come along, Major; the thought of his sufferings needn't prevent our satisfying our appetites." "What have you been doing, J.J.?
Tell me, like a good fellow.

I'd like to know the worst at once." "Nothing would induce me," said Meldon, "to start another tirade while you're hungry.

It wouldn't be fair to you." "I shan't be able to eat comfortably, J.J., with the thought of what you may have been doing hanging over my head.

I shall be imagining all the time that it's something even worse than it really is.

What have you done to the judge ?" "A disquisition," said Meldon--"as well as I recollect disquisition was the second word you used--on that subject would certainly last an hour, and by that time your dinner would be almost, if not quite, in as bad a state as the judge's.