Sir John allowed him to go to the door, to touch the handle, before he spoke.
“Then—” he said, and Jack paused. “Then we are no farther on?”
“In what way?”
“In respect to the matter over which we unfortunately disagreed before you went away?”
Jack turned, with his hand on the door.
“I have not changed my mind in any respect,” he said gently. “Perhaps you are inclined to take my altered circumstances into consideration—to modify your views.”
“I am getting rather old for modification,” answered Sir John suavely.
“And you see no reason for altering your decision?”
“None.”
“Then I am afraid we are no farther on.” He paused. “Good-night,” he added gently, as he opened the door.