Lorrimer gasped.
“Do you dare——” he began.
“I dare say what I think, as you have already found out. I have wished for an opportunity to tell you a few plain facts, and the time has come.”
“I don’t want to hear any of your talk!”
Frank walked over to the door, turned the key in the lock, then took it out and put it in his pocket.
“I propose that you shall hear!” he spoke firmly. “You cannot leave this room till you have heard.”
“Confound it! do you know you are ruining your last hope of getting back onto the eleven?”
“All right. I fancy you may have thought that I’d be very servile and cringing if there was a possible chance for me to get back. You made a mistake if you thought so. I’m not built on that plan. You threw me out, and I’m not crawling back.”
“Don’t be too hasty!”
“That sounds well from your lips! You were rather hasty yesterday.”