Here, at a nod from the Major, Sergeant Zebedee departed.
"I—er—live very retired, Tom," began the Major.
"We'll change all that, sir——"
"The devil, you say!"
"O nunky, nunky, 'tis time I took you in hand. D'ye ever hunt now?"
"Why no!"
"Visit your neighbours?"
"Not as yet, Tom."
"Go among your tenantry?"
"Very seldom——"