"Sit down, Feltham," said Mr. Rex Holland. "I dare say you think it was rather strange of me to give you that little commission the other day," said Mr. Holland, crossing his legs and leaning back against a tree.
The chauffeur smiled uncomfortably.
"Yes, sir, I did," he said shortly.
"Were you satisfied with what I gave you?" asked the man.
The chauffeur shuffled his feet uneasily.
"Quite satisfied, sir," he said.
"You seem a little distrait, Feltham; I mean a little upset about something. What is it?"
The man coughed in embarrassed confusion.
"Well, sir," he began, "the fact is, I don't like it."