Major Kent stood on the beach.
"Anything wrong ?" shouted Meldon.
"No.

Nothing, except that Doyle is up at the house wanting to see you, and he seems to be in an uncommonly bad temper." "I'm not going to drag myself all the way up to the house to gratify some whim of Doyle's.

If he thinks he has a grievance, let him come down to the shore and I'll pacify him." "Very well," said the Major.

"I'll bring him.

You row ashore and be ready when he comes." "I shall do nothing of the sort.