Grant looked around the tent, which did not seem very well stocked for such matters. He looked at Wellington, who was considering a map on his desk. "... Here, sir?" he asked.
Wellington looked up. "It is as good a place as any, is it not? Have you a better suggestion, Major Grant?"
Yes, Grant thought. I shall take him back to Brussels and buy him a magnificent creme eclair, and the little cakes which Buonaparte was so fond of, and raspberry jellies. I shall offer him sugared plums with my own hands, and smile at him and say, "You see, Merlin, is this not better?" And then I shall— The thought was so strange and extraordinary that it floored him. He did not even know if Strange liked cakes. "No, sir," he said finally.
"Excellent," the Duke said. He had already returned to his map. "Continue, then, Grant. On the table in the corner you shall find the bread and cheese."
Grant looked back at Strange.
Strange shrugged. "Well," he said, "I am very hungry."
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Wellington looked up. "It is as good a place as any, is it not? Have you a better suggestion, Major Grant?"
Yes, Grant thought. I shall take him back to Brussels and buy him a magnificent creme eclair, and the little cakes which Buonaparte was so fond of, and raspberry jellies. I shall offer him sugared plums with my own hands, and smile at him and say, "You see, Merlin, is this not better?" And then I shall— The thought was so strange and extraordinary that it floored him. He did not even know if Strange liked cakes. "No, sir," he said finally.
"Excellent," the Duke said. He had already returned to his map. "Continue, then, Grant. On the table in the corner you shall find the bread and cheese."
Grant looked back at Strange.
Strange shrugged. "Well," he said, "I am very hungry."