Major Kent, who was at heart a very kindly man, and had besides a genuine affection for Meldon, repented during the night of his fit of bad temper.

He was sorry that he had grumbled about the spoiling of his dinner.

While he was shaving in the morning he made up his mind to enter as sympathetically as possible into Meldon's plans, whatever they might be.
"What are you thinking of doing with yourself to-day ?" he asked at breakfast.

"If you want to go into Ballymoy to rag that judge again I can let you have the cob." "Thanks," said Meldon, "but I think the judge may be left alone for the present.

The wisest line for me to take in this case is to allow the paraffin oil to soak in.