"Got this psychology yet?" said Hungerford, to try him out.
"No," said Stover.
"Going to get it?"
"No."
"The thinghood of a thing is its indefinable somewhatness," said Hungerford, with another slashing attack on the common enemy, to divert Stover's attention. "What in the name of peanuts does that stuff mean?"
Dink, refusing to be drawn into conversation, sat enveloped in smoke clouds, his eyes on the clock.
"Hello, I forgot," said Story presently. "I say, Dink, Troutman and Schley were around here hallooing for you."
"They were, eh?"
"About an hour ago. Wanted to see you particularly. Said they'd be around again."
"I see."