"Those infernal fellows wouldn't go, and now I'm not a bit sleepy."
"I am," said Thompson. "Come on, Harding; you are going my way."
"Going your way!"
"Yes; you can go through the Park. The walk will do you good."
"I should like a walk," said Escott, "I'm not a bit sleepy now."
"Come on then; walk with me as far as Hyde Park Corner."
"And come home alone! Not if I know it—I'll go if Mike will come."
"I'll go," said Mike. "You'll come with us, Harding?"
"It is out of my way, but if you are all going … Where's John
Norton?"
"He left about an hour ago."