But he wasn’t allowed to get any farther and [the meeting broke up in confusion].
“Well, we’ve done it,” chuckled Rob as he tossed his cap across the room. Malcolm closed the door of 32 and then the transom. Evan looked at him inquiringly.
“Prentiss prowls around a good deal,” he explained, “and if the transom’s open you can hear beautifully.”
“What he would hear outside this door wouldn’t matter, I guess,” said Rob. “Gee, fellows, I’m tickled. I thought we might get this far next Fall but I never dreamed we’d do it now. If we beat them we play Adams. Think of that, Evan, you unenthusiastic beggar!”
“I’m thinking of it,” answered Evan.
[“THE MEETING BROKE UP IN CONFUSION.”]
“‘I’m thinking of it!’” mimicked Rob. “Well, why don’t you say something? Why don’t you—why don’t you do something? I don’t expect any signs of emotion from Mal; he’s the original human icicle; if Peary had seen him first he’d have saved himself a long trip. But you might at least look interested.”