"Not yet. I want to keep it dark that I'm learning to box, just at present."
"Spring it on them suddenly?"
"Yes. Of course, I can't let it get about that I go to Joe Bevan, because I have to break bounds every time I do it."
"The upper river's out of bounds now for boarders, isn't it?"
"Yes."
Jack Bruce sat in silence for a while, his gaze concentrated on the road in front of him.
"Why go by river at all?" he said at last. "If you like, I'll run you to the 'Blue Boar' in the motor every day."
"Oh, I say, that's awfully decent of you," said Sheen.
"I should like to see old Joe again. I think I'll come and spar, too. If you're learning, what you want more than anything is somebody your own size to box with."
"That's just what Joe was saying. Will you really? I should be awfully glad if you would. Boxing with Joe is all right, but you feel all the time he's fooling with you. I should like to try how I got on with somebody else."