"No," said Drummond, irritably. "How many more times do you want me to say it?"
"All right," said Linton, "I only asked. I met him outside."
"Who?"
"Sheen."
"Oh!"
"You might be sociable."
"I know I might. But I want to read."
"Lucky man. Wish I could. I can hardly see. Well, good bye, then. I'm off."
"Good," grunted Drummond. "You know your way out, don't you?"
Linton went back to his own study.