“Cappy apparently knows where he’s going,” muttered Chanler.
“Yes sir,” said Wilson.
“And nobody else does.”
“No sir.”
“And that’s what I call a situation to keep a chap from being bored. What do you say, Wilson?”
“I’m not easily bored, sir.”
“You lucky dog!”
“Yes sir,” said Wilson, and excusing himself went out.
When Dr. Olson had done likewise Chanler looked long and lovingly at Miss Baldwin.
“Betty,” he said, as if rousing himself with an effort.