Then Max’s door opened.
“Ready?” cried Kenneth.
“No. I’m very sorry, but I’ve rung three times, and no one has come.”
“P’r’aps Grant is busy with father. What do you want—hot water?”
“No,” said Max. “The fact is, I got two pairs of trousers very wet yesterday, and I sent them down to be dried. They haven’t been brought up.”
“Oh, is that all?” cried Kenneth. “I’ll run and fetch them.”
“Oh, thank you!”
Kenneth ran off, and came back at the end of a few minutes, but without the trousers.
“Thank you,” said Max hastily. “I’m ashamed to have let— Why, you haven’t got them!”
“No,” said Kenneth. “Are you sure you sent them down? Grant says he hasn’t seen them.”