"I
wasn't thinking of that altogether." He laughed uncomfortably. "I
guess we could still afford a new horse or two, if need be--"
"I thought you said--"
The Major waved his hand airily. "Oh, a few retrenchments where
things were useless; nothing gained by a raft of idle darkies in the
stable--nor by a lot of extra land that might as well be put to work
for us in rentals. And if you want this thing so very much--"
"It's not important enough to bother about, really, of course."
"Well, let's wait till autumn then," said the Major in a tone of
relief. "We'll see about it in the autumn, if you're still in the
mind for it then. That will be a great deal better. You remind me of
it, along in September--or October. We'll see what can be done." He
rubbed his hands cheerfully. "We'll see what can be done about it
then, Georgie. We'll see."
And George, in reporting this conversation to his mother, was ruefully
humorous. "In fact, the old boy cheered up so much," he told her,
"you'd have thought he'd got a real load off his mind.
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