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‘
Ah
,
Mullins
’
s
Meadows
,
’
repeated
the
fat
man
.
‘
Reg
’
lar
good
land
that
,
’
interposed
another
fat
man
.
‘
And
so
it
is
,
sure
-
ly
,
’
said
a
third
fat
man
.
‘
Everybody
knows
that
,
’
said
the
corpulent
host
.
The
hard
-
headed
man
looked
dubiously
round
,
but
finding
himself
in
a
minority
,
assumed
a
compassionate
air
and
said
no
more
.
‘
What
are
they
talking
about
?
’
inquired
the
old
lady
of
one
of
her
granddaughters
,
in
a
very
audible
voice
;
for
,
like
many
deaf
people
,
she
never
seemed
to
calculate
on
the
possibility
of
other
persons
hearing
what
she
said
herself
.
‘
About
the
land
,
grandma
.
’
‘
What
about
the
land
?
—
Nothing
the
matter
,
is
there
?
’
‘
No
,
no
.
Mr
.
Miller
was
saying
our
land
was
better
than
Mullins
’
s
Meadows
.
’
‘
How
should
he
know
anything
about
it
?
‘
inquired
the
old
lady
indignantly
.
‘
Miller
’
s
a
conceited
coxcomb
,
and
you
may
tell
him
I
said
so
.
’
Saying
which
,
the
old
lady
,
quite
unconscious
that
she
had
spoken
above
a
whisper
,
drew
herself
up
,
and
looked
carving
-
knives
at
the
hard
-
headed
delinquent
.
