"Wouldn't one of your friends lend you one?"
Sheen flushed.
"No, I'd better come by boat, I think. I'll turn up on Tuesday at about five. Will that suit you?"
"Yes, sir. That will be a good time. Then I'll say good bye, sir, for the present."
Sheen went back to his house in a different mood from the one in which he had left it. He did not care now when the other Seymourites looked through him.
In the passage he met Linton, and grinned pleasantly at him.
"What the dickens was that man grinning at?" said Linton to himself. "I must have a smut or something on my face."
But a close inspection in the dormitory looking-glass revealed no blemish on his handsome features.
VIII
A NAVAL BATTLE AND ITS CONSEQUENCES
What a go is life!