"Oh, I don't know," said Jack.
"Rather good fun, I should think," said Frank.
They were nearing the steep part of the ascent presently, and the church clock struck nine.
"Bit late," said Frank.
"When will you come again?" asked the other suddenly. "I'm here another fortnight, you know, and then at Christmas again. Come for Christmas if you can."
"Ah! I don't know where I shall be. Give my love to Cambridge, though."
"Frank!"
"Yes?"
"Mayn't I say what I think?"