The other still held his arm.
“D’you mean to say your father has sent you to a public school?” said he.
He was not a nice-looking fellow. He had a remarkably long and disproportionate nose. Also his lips had a sarcastic turn. His name was Coles.
“This is good,” said he, and gave a short laugh. “I must write and tell the gov’nor about this. He’ll be awfully amused. What do you think the fellows here will say when they know what your father is?”
Bobbie Carr looked straight up at him, but there was a queer look of anxiety on his face.
“They’re not going to know,” said he at last. “I’ve promised I wouldn’t say.”
“I should think so,” said Coles. “You won’t be very happy here when they find out he’s a——”
A figure came up suddenly from behind and moved between them. A large hand rested upon Bobbie’s shoulder.
“Well, sonny,” said Rouse. “How did you enjoy it?”