"Went over to Bristol last night," he explained, "for a ball, and have only just got back. Had awful fun!"
I returned his look for some time without speaking; he had another glass eye stuck in which was the counterpart of the other. I saw now clearly that he had two or more glass eyes for emergencies.
"Bristol!" I repeated. "Did you not come into my room last night and——?"
"And what?" he asked innocently.
"And threaten me?" I added.
He seemed highly amused.
"Do you mean before I went?" he asked.
"No, about four o'clock this morning."
This time he burst out laughing.
"My dear fellow," he said with impertinent familiarity, "at four o'clock this morning I was dancing like mad with some of the prettiest girls in Bristol!"