"Go and get it and don't be a fool!" "I'm not a fool," said Piers.
"Yes, you are--a damn fool!" Sir Beverley returned to his newspaper with the words.

"And you'll never be anything else!" he growled into the silence that succeeded them.
Piers clattered the tea-things and said nothing.

There was no resentment visible upon his sensitive, olive face, however.

He looked perfectly contented.

He turned round after a few seconds with a cup of steaming tea in his hand.