“Of course not. I haven’t much to show you, though. My room’s just a box, you know.”
“That’s all right. We can talk some more. About eight?”
“Before, if you can.”
“Half-past seven?”
“Yes. Don’t forget.”
“I won’t. So long, Faulkner.”
“So long. And thanks for—everything.”
Jack laughed shortly. “I haven’t done anything. See you later.”
“Sure!”