“But there’s no train before the 4.10, Mr. Rutter.”
“I can’t help that. I was asked to order it for some people who’re down for the match. They may be going to see some of the sights of the country first.”
Outside the shop, he found Evan waiting for him.
“I say, Jan, what’s all this about your being seedy?”
“That’s my business. Do you think I’m shamming?”
Evan missed the twinkle again. There was some excuse for him. It was unintentional now.
“I don’t know, but if I thought you were going yourself——”
“Shut up, Evan! That’s all settled. You go in fourth wicket down again, and mind you make some.”
“But if you’re seen——”
“What on earth makes you think I’m going? I’ve fixed up the whole thing. That should be good enough. I thought you left it to me?”