"Where's he gone?"
Frank shook his head.
"You can ask at the office," he suggested.
"Do you mean to say you don't know?"
"I mean to say it's none of my business."
Andrew had begun the conversation in a decidedly hectoring manner. He now began to alter his key a little.
"Look here, Frank, things are pretty serious. We've got to stop this tomfoolery."
The other interrupted him.
"What tomfoolery?"
"Making an exhibition of himself all over London, and wasting his money at a place like this. You know perfectly well what I mean."