“That’s neither here nor there. He wasn’t a boy for one thing.”
“Then you propose to have your own way, Mr. Gordon?”
“Yes, I do.”
“Very well, then you can leave me at the end of this week.”
“What!” exclaimed the cook in profound astonishment. “Are you going crazy?”
“No, I know what I am about.”
“Perhaps you intend to cook yourself.”
“No, I don’t. That would close up the hotel.”
“Look here, young feller, you’re gettin’ too independent! I’ve a great mind to leave you tonight.”
“You can do so if you want to,” said Rodney indifferently.