“Oh, have it as you like.”
“And what part exactly do you expect me to play in this comedy?”
“I want you to break the news to April.”
There was a long silence. They walked on, Ralph gazing straight in front of him, and Roland glancing sideways at him from time to time to see how the idea had struck him. But he could learn nothing from the set expression of his companion’s face. It was his turn now to employ an interrogatory “Well?” But Ralph did not appear to have heard him. They walked on in silence, till Roland felt some further explanation was demanded of him.
“It’s like this, you see——”
But Ralph cut him short. “I understand quite well; you’re afraid to tell her. You’re ashamed of yourself and you expect me to do your dirty work!”
“It’s not that——”
“Oh, yes, it is. I know you’ll find excuses for yourself, but that’s what it amounts to. And I don’t see why I should do it.”
“I am asking it of you as a favor.”
“That’s like you. Since you’ve met these new friends of yours you’ve dropped your old-time friends one by one. I’ve watched you, and now April, she’s the last to go. You haven’t been to see me for three or four months and now you’ve only come because you want me to do something for you.”