Frost hesitated.
“It’s tom-foolishness,” he declared. “I’d rather beat him on the square.”
“Go ahead! Go ahead! Have your own way and be sorry about it afterward.”
They were silent some moments. At last Frost slowly said:
“If you could tell me of any method that would work I might consider it—that is, if it wouldn’t be detected.”
“I’ll devise a method before to-morrow. I’ve got nothing else to think about. Come round to-morrow and I’ll have a plan. I hope I can get my face into shape so I’ll be able to attend the meet without causing comment. I’ll have to stay shut up here a day or two longer, though.”
“Well, I’m going back,” said Frost, rising. “I’ll come round to-morrow. So long.”