"Of what?"
"The boy's batting. I saw you watching."
"I am not an expert, but he'll do, won't he?"
"Yes—he'll do."
"I didn't know that you had kept up your cricket."
"I haven't. But I mean to revive it if I can. We—we must beat Borcombe next time, you know."
We walked on in silence for a little, then.
"Tommy's main desire appears to be a cricketer just now," observed the doctor.
"As it was to be a poacher, yesterday."