Saved His Honor
“Where is the sausage that you were to bring every evening?”
“Excuse me, Lieutenant; I ate it myself.”
“What! how dare you?”
“Well, you see, sir, coming back with it, I met a comrade, and he asked me to whom the sausage belonged, and I said, of course, ‘To my master.’
“‘What,’ said he, sneeringly, ‘does your master eat only a sausage for supper? What a shame!’ So I told him you bought it for me, and ate it up right before him and so took the shame upon myself.”