"It's terrible," said Rendel, "about as bad as it can be."
"Look here, why aren't you over there to help to settle it?" said Wentworth.
"Well, I should not have been there, in any case," said Rendel. "That is where I should have been—look," with something like a sigh.
"You would have been nearer than you are now," said Wentworth. "Upon my word, I haven't patience with you. The idea of throwing up such a chance as you have had!"
"How do you know about it?" Rendel said.
"How do I know?" said Wentworth. "Everybody knows that you were offered it and refused."
"After all," said Rendel, "there are some things one leaves undone in this world. It does not follow that because people are offered a thing they must necessarily accept it."
"I don't say I am not in favour of leaving things undone," Wentworth said, "on occasion."
"So I have observed," said Rendel.
"But really, you know," Wentworth went on, "this is too much. What do you intend to do?"