“Then I'm not going to listen to it,” broke in Tom; “I'm not serious, and I won't be serious, and no one shall make me serious to-night. It's no use, so don't look glum. But isn't the ale at 'The Choughs' good? and isn't it a dear little place?”
“It's that place I want to talk to you about,” said Hardy, turning his chair suddenly so as to front his visitor. “Now, Brown, we haven't known one another long, but I think I understand you, and I know I like you, and I hope you like me.”
“Well, well, well,” broke in Tom, “of course I like you, old fellow, or else I shouldn't come poking after you, and wasting so much of your time, and sitting on your cursed hard chairs in the middle of the races. What has liking to do with 'The Choughs,' or 'The Choughs' with long faces? You ought to have had another glass of ale there.”
“I wish you had never had a glass of ale there,” said Hardy, bolting out his words as if they were red hot. “Brown you have no right to go to that place.”
“Why?” said Tom, sitting up in his chair and beginning to be nettled.
“You know why,” said Hardy, looking him full in the face, and puffing out huge volumes of smoke. In spite of the bluntness of the attack, there was a yearning look which spread over the rugged brow, and shone out of the deep set eyes of the speaker, which almost conquered Tom. But first pride, and then the consciousness of what was coming next, which began to dawn on him, rose in his heart. It was all he could do to meet that look full, but he managed it, though he flushed to the roots of his hair, as he simply repeated through his set teeth, “Why?”
“I say again,” said Hardy, “you know why.”
“I see what you mean,” said Tom, slowly; “as you say, we have not known one another long; long enough, though, I should have thought, for you to have been more charitable. Why am I not to go to 'The Cloughs'? Because there happens to be a pretty bar maid there? All our crew go, and twenty other men besides.”
“Yes; but do any of them go in the sort of way you do? Does she look at anyone of them as she does at you?”
“How do I know?”