"He won't come here," said Walter. "He doesn't say much about the governor, but he's furious with him."
"I'm afraid he's furious with me too," said Humphrey. "And really it's rather unreasonable."
"He didn't say much about you," replied Walter perfunctorily.
"Well, I can't help it. I've done nothing I'm ashamed of, as far as he's concerned. And as for Virginia Dubec, I don't care if he marries her to-morrow."
Walter was busy with his own thoughts. "I say, do you think the governor can really mean it?" he asked.
Humphrey gave rather an unpleasant little laugh. "I hope he does, for our sakes," he said.
Walter looked at him uncomprehendingly. "What do you mean?" he asked.
"Well, I suppose if Dick doesn't get whatever it is, we shall. I could do with it very well."
Walter eyed him askance. "I never thought of that," he said rather coldly. "I should be very sorry to have Dick cut out for my sake."
"It's all very well for you," Humphrey said. "You have your job, which you like, and plenty to get on with. And you're married."