The Club of Queer Trades
he ran his eye up and down the paper presented to him. He took up his pen with a slight, instantaneous frown and altered something, muttering—"Careless." Then he read it again with the same impenetrable reflectiveness, and finally handed it to the frantic Brown, whose hand was beating the devil's tattoo on the back of the chair.
"I think you will find that all right, major," he said, briefly.
The major looked at it; whether he found it all right or not will appear later, but he found it like this:
Major Brown to P. G. Northover
January 1, to account rendered 5 6 0
May 9, to potting and embedding of pansies 2 0 0
To cost of trolley with flowers 0 15 0
To hiring of man with trolley 0 5 0
To hire of house and garden for one day 1 0 0
To furnishing of room in peacock curtains, copper ornaments, etc. 3 0 0
To salary of Miss Jameson 1 0 0
To salary of Mr. Plover 1 0 0
Total ₤14 6 0
A remittance will oblige.
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