“He believed the charge to be false, and that it was a conspiracy against me.”
Randolph did not know what to think. He had predicted that Gilbert would never get back; and it is not pleasant to be mistaken in one’s predictions.
“Do you board at the same place?” he asked, after a while.
“Yes.”
“Don’t you find it hard to pay your board?”
Gilbert smiled. The question was an impertinent one; but he felt amused rather than offended.
“I have paid regularly so far,” he said.
“How did you do when you were out of a place?”
“I lived on my salary as teacher.”
Randolph opened wide his eyes in astonishment.