'For God's sake, let us have no scenes here. And you'll only get the worst of it, Bobbie. Alec could just crumple you up.' He turned to the two men who stood behind, startled by the unexpectedness of the quarrel. 'Take him away, Mallins, there's a good chap.' 'Let me alone, you fool!' cried Bobbie. 'Come along, old man,' said Mallins, recovering himself. When his two friends had got Bobbie out of the room, Dick heaved a great sigh of relief. 'Poor Lady Kelsey!' he laughed, beginning to see the humour of the situation. 'To-morrow half London will be saying that you and Bobbie had a stand-up fight in her drawing-room.' Alec looked at him angrily. He was not a man of easy temper, and the effort he had put upon himself was beginning to tell. 'You really needn't have gone out of your way to infuriate the boy,' said Dick. Alec wheeled round wrathfully. 'The damned cubs,' he said. 'I should like to break their silly necks.' 'You have an amiable character, Alec,' retorted Dick. Alec began to walk up and down excitedly. Dick had never seen him before in such a state. 'The position is growing confoundedly awkward,' he said drily. Then Alec burst out. 'They lick my boots till I loathe them, and then they turn against me like a pack of curs. Oh, I despise them, these silly boys who stay at home wallowing in their ease, while men work--work and conquer. Thank God, I've done with them now. They think one can fight one's way through Africa as easily as walk down Piccadilly. They think one goes through hardship and danger, illness and starvation, to be the lion of a dinner-party in Mayfair.' 'I think you're unfair to them,' answered Dick. 'Can't you see the other side of the picture? You're accused of a particularly low act of treachery. Your friends were hoping that you'd be able to prove at once that it was an abominable lie, and for some reason which no one can make out, you refuse even to notice it.' 'My whole life is proof that it's a lie.' 'Don't you think you'd better change your mind and make a statement that can be sent to the papers?' 'No, damn you!' Dick's good nature was imperturbable, and he was not in the least annoyed by Alec's vivacity. 'My dear chap, do calm down,' he laughed. Alec started at the sound of his mocking. He seemed again to become aware of himself. It was interesting to observe the quite visible effort he made to regain his self-control. In a moment he had mastered his excitement, and he turned to Dick with studied nonchalance. 'Do you think I look wildly excited?' he asked blandly. Dick smiled. 'If you will permit me to say so, I think butter would have _no_ difficulty in melting in your mouth,' he replied. 'I never felt cooler in my life.' 'Lucky man, with the thermometer at a hundred and two!' Alec laughed and put his arm through Dick's. 'Perhaps we had better go home,' he said. 'Your common sense is no less remarkable than your personal appearance,' answered Dick gravely.