"Certainly. I'm going to leave the clothes I've got on to you, and you can fetch the hammock when I've gone."
"When do you start?"
"Mr. Guiseley will have his last interview and obtain his exeat from the Dean at half-past six this evening. He proposes to leave Cambridge in the early hours of to-morrow morning."
"You don't mean that!"
"Certainly I do."
"What are you going to wear?"
Frank extended two flanneled legs, ending in solid boots.
"These—a flannel shirt, no tie, a cap, a gray jacket."
Jack stood again in silence, looking at him.
"How much money did your sale make?"