"Saw you talking to Shearne in the interval," he said. "What were you talking about?"
"Oh, nothing in particular."
"What did you think of him?"
"Little idiot."
"Ask him to tea this afternoon?"
"No."
"You must. Dash it all, you must do something for him. You've had ten bob out of his people."
Spencer made no reply.
Going to the school shop that afternoon, he found Thomas seated there with Phipps, behind a pot of tea. As a rule, he and Phipps tea'd together, and he resented this desertion.
"Come on," said Phipps. "We were waiting for you."