The only thing seemed to be to attack the concoction _en masse_, without needless delay, and to that end Ranger had summoned the assistance of his friends and neighbours.

Fisher major was unable to attribute any part of the weight on his mind to this perfectly wholesome and homely refreshment.
What was it?
It was not Denton.

He had come back as loyal and festive as ever, threatening to work hard this half, and determined to have Fisher major as his guest at the rectory on the lake for the Christmas vac.
Nor was it the captain's speech last night that bothered him.

True, it was not altogether conciliatory to those, who, like Fisher major, were resolved to have no truce with the enemy.

Of course it was the right thing for Yorke to say.