“I told Heriot I wouldn’t stay very long,” he answered. “I’ll get him to let me come up again.”
“And you won’t tell him anything about Evan?”
“How do you mean?”
“You won’t tell him a single word about our having seen him and Sandham that day?”
Chips was silent.
“Surely you wouldn’t go getting them bunked as well as me?”
“Well—no—not exactly.”
“I should think not! It wouldn’t do any good, you see, even if you did,” said Jan, suddenly discovering why he had looked so mysterious some minutes back. “You forget that Evan and I used to go about together quite as much as he and Sandham have been doing all this year. What if it was me that first started playing the fool in Yardley Wood? What if old Mulberry knows more against me than anybody else? It wouldn’t do me much good to put them in the same boat, would it?”
“But does he, Jan, honestly?”
“Honestly, I’m sorry to say.”