“Anywhere. We don't mind,” replied Antonia.
“Yes, but to tell you the truth,” confided Roger, “I'm a bit hard-up at the moment.”
“You've got two hundred and fifty thousand pounds,” said Kenneth bitterly.
“Is that what Arnold left? You don't mean it! If I'd known that -” He paused, and shook his head.
“What on earth do you mean - if you'd known it?” asked Antonia.
He looked at her in his hazy way. “Forgotten what I was going to say. Trouble is, I haven't got any clothes.”
“You must have got some clothes,” replied Antonia.
“That's just it: you might think so, and as a matter of fact I did have some, only I had to pawn my suit-case.”
“Well?” said Antonia unsympathetically.
“Well, that's the whole thing in a nutshell. It's no use hanging on to a lot of shirts and things if you haven't anything to carry them about in. You see my point?”