The result was that Alan grew extremely nervous and ate and drank so rapidly that he scarcely noted what he was putting into his mouth.

Then before Jeekie, to whom the women did not kneel, had half finished his dinner, Alan rose and walked away, whereon two of the women gathered up everything, including the dishes that had been given to Jeekie, and in spite of his remonstrances carried them out of the room.
"I say, Major," said Jeekie, "if you gobble chop so fast you go ill inside.

Poor nigger like me can't keep up with you and sleep hungry to-night." "I am sorry, Jeekie," said Alan with a little laugh, "but I can't eat off living tables, especially when they stare at one like that.

You tell them that to-morrow we will breakfast alone." "Oh, yes, I tell them, Major, but I don't know if they listen.

They mean it great compliment and only think you not like those girls and send others." "Look here, Jeekie," exclaimed Alan, turning his masked face towards the two who remained, "let us come to an understanding at once.