There was no resisting such a generous offer. The fellows made up their minds to forget everything else that afternoon but the County, and so to play that the County should have some difficulty in soon forgetting them.
“Fire away, you fellows, and peel!” cried Stansfield, as Oliver and Wraysford sauntered past.
They fired away. But while dressing they exchanged a few words on the forbidden subject.
“Did you ever expect it would be brought home to Loman like this, Noll?” asked Wray.
“No, I didn’t. And yet in a way—”
“Eh? What do you say?”
“Why, Wray, you remember me saying that evening, after I left the study, the only fellow I met in the passage besides Simon was Loman?”
“Yes; so you did.”
“He was going towards the Doctor’s study,” said Oliver.
“Hum! I remember now you said so.”