“Why?”
“Because most likely if you go you’ll have a row in his study. Much better wait and have it out decently in the gymnasium. I’ll go and tell him.”
Oliver yielded to this advice.
“Look sharp, old man,” he said, “that’s all.”
Wraysford went off on his mission without delay.
He found Loman in his study with his books before him.
“Greenfield senior wants me to say he’ll meet you after tea in the gymnasium if you’ll come there,” said the ambassador.
Loman, who was evidently prepared for the scene, looked up angrily as he replied, “Fight me? What does he want to fight me for, I should like to know!”
“You know as well as I do,” said Wraysford.
“I know nothing about it, and what’s more I’ll have nothing to do with the fellow. Tell him that.”