And now David stilled his rising excitement only with a huge effort. He gripped his chair and looked Anthony in the eye.
"Opportunity be—hanged!" he cried shrilly. "Give me my cap and coat! I want to go home!"
CHAPTER IV
The Reluctant One
One knew Anthony Fry for two or three decades before quite understanding him. David's great disadvantage, of course, was that he had met Anthony only an hour or so before. To David, doubtless, the quiet, mysterious, speculative smile seemed sinister, for he repeated thickly:
"I want my—my cap and my coat and——"
"Well, what are you going to do if you don't get them?" Anthony laughed.
"What did you say?" David asked quickly.
"What if you don't get your coat?"