"Ahem! Ahem!"
The dazed man turned slowly and looked at the tray and then at the grinning negro:
"What's this?"
Andy's face kindled with enthusiasm:
"Dat is moonshine, sah—de purest mountain dew—yassah!"
"Whiskey?"
"Yassah," was the astonished reply, "de whiskey you jis ring fer, sah!"
"Take it back!"
Andy could not believe his ears. The major was certainly in a queer mood. Was he losing his mind?
There was nothing to do but obey. He bowed and turned away: