Jay laughed unfeelingly.
"You had a fat chance of talking the old Major out of anything!" said he. "He hasn't advertised it much, because he's rather sensitive about his affliction; but he's——"
"Deaf!" gulped Waddles.
"As a post," finished Jay.
Waddles' jaw dropped.
There was a long, painful silence.
Then Waddles crooked his finger at the waiter.
"Boy!" he called. "Bring me this dinner check!"