“No wonder,” said Vince, who was parting the heather and peering down beneath: “he’s always reading. I wish he was fonder of coming out in a boat and fishing or sailing.”
“So do I,” said Mike. “We’d make him do the rowing. Makes us work hard enough.”
“I don’t see why he shouldn’t help us,” continued Vince. “Father says a man ought to look after his body as well as his brains, so as always to be healthy and strong.”
“Why did he say that?” said Mike sharply.
“Because it was right,” said Vince. “My father’s always right.”
“No, he isn’t. He didn’t know what was the matter with my dad.”
Vince laughed.
“What are you grinning at?”
“What you said. He knew well enough, only he wouldn’t say because he did not want to offend your father.”
“What do you mean?”