"It's very odd."
"Very."
"And scarcely polite," suggested Mr. Mole.
"Well, scarcely."
"That makes the fourth letter I have written to him, and he doesn't even condescend to notice them."
"Very odd."
"Very."
But while all the sufferers by the seeming neglect of the consul were expressing themselves so freely in the matter, old Sobersides, as Jack called his comrade, Harry Girdwood, remained silent and meditative.
Jack had great faith in his thoughtful chum.
"A penny for your thoughts, Harry," said he.