“I wish I knew why you’d done it!” he exclaimed ingenuously.
“What do they say about that?” inquired Jan.
“Well, there was some talk about—about a bit of a—romance!”
Jan’s grin made him look quite himself.
“Nicely put, Chips! But you can contradict that on the best authority.”
“Now it’s got about that it’s a drinking row.”
“That’s more like it.”
“It’s what most fellows believe,” said Chips, with questionable tact.
“Oh, is it? Think I look the part, do they?”
“Not you, Jan——”