None of the family has ever gone in for that sort of
thing, to my knowledge, and I don't care to be the first. I was
speaking of driving a tandem--"
"I know you were," the Major said quietly.
George looked hurt. "I beg your pardon. Of course if the idea
doesn't appeal to you--" And he rose to go.
The Major ran a tremulous hand through his hair, sighing deeply. "I--
I don't like to refuse you anything, Georgie," he said. "I don't know
that I often have refused you whatever you wanted--in reason--"
"You've always been more than generous, sir," George interrupted
quickly. "And if the idea of a tandem doesn't appeal to you, why--of
course--" And he waved his hand, heroically dismissing the tandem.
The Major's distress became obvious. "Georgie, I'd like to, but--but
I've an idea tandems are dangerous to drive, and your mother might be
anxious. She--"
"No, sir; I think not. She felt it would be rather a good thing--help
to keep me out in the open air. But if perhaps your finances--"
"Oh, it isn't that so much," the old gentleman said hurriedly.
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