'Why, Felix and Clement couldn't well wear yours!'
'It was all Lance's doing. Lance has bothered me out of existence ever since he came home.'
'But you should try to bear it, if he is a little cross and tiresome. You know he is not at all well yet, and all this has quite knocked him up.'
'I'm glad of it!' said Bernard viciously. 'Served him right for setting Wilmet on, and then drawing his abominable pictures; as if it wasn't enough to have spoilt all my pleasure, and sold Stingo!'
'What was Stingo?'
'Oh, just a dog—'
'A dog!'
'Yes, my dog; and Lance went and sold him, and then drew a beastly picture of him and me.'
'But, Bernard, how could you have a dog?'
'Oh, I bought him with some money Travis gave me, and a cad down in the town kept him for me; but then Travis didn't give me any more—'