"You can keep on wondering."
I supposed I could. My words had evidently completely upset Mr. Stillwell.
"Are you ready to go to New York with me?" he asked suddenly.
I thought a moment. What of the examination in the morning?
"I will if you will let me go to the hotel first," was my reply.
"Been putting up at a hotel, have you? Nice way to live on other people's money!"
"Will you let me go?"
"Yes, but not for long."
"Are you going back to-night?"
"Certainly."