"It must have been fine. Shall we go into Italy?"
"Perhaps so."
"I should like it very much. I have read so much about Italy."
"How I wish Ben Cameron were here!" said Frank, after a pause.
He did not so much mean to say this to Sharpley, but the thought entered his mind, and he unconsciously uttered it aloud.
"Who is Ben Cameron?"
"He is a friend of mine at home. We were a great deal together."
"Was he the boy that was with you when I first met you?"
"Yes, sir."
"Humph! I have no desire for his company," thought Sharpley.