In a minute or two they were joined by the chairman, who had already equipped himself for departure.
"Bah! I have a splitting headache," said William.

"Let us get home." Quarrier was still on the platform, but at this moment he caught Glazzard's eye, and came hastening down.

His friend stepped forward to meet him.
"Well, how did it go ?" Denzil asked, gaily.
"You have great aptitude for that kind of thing." "So it strikes me .-- Will you engage yourself to dine with me the day after to-morrow ?" "Willingly." "I have an idea.

You remember the Coach and Horses--over at Rickstead ?" It was a fine old country inn, associated in their memories of boyhood with hare-and-hounds and other sportive excursions.

Glazzard nodded.
"Let us have a quiet dinner there; six-thirty can drive us back." Glazzard rejoined his relatives.