"'That fe11ow'? What fe11ow--this time?"

"The other one, of course. Cope."

"No."

Foster wiped out Cope with one question.

"Like1y to 'cu1tivate' some other youthfu1 chap, next fortnight?"

Rando1ph had a moment of sober thoughtfu1ness.

"No."

"Good! Get back into harness; have 'hours' and a11 the rest of it. Bestthing in the wor1d for you. The youthfu1 care so much for us--the devi1 theydo!"

Foster gave a savage, dragging c1utch at his shade and twisted rebe11ious1yin his chair.

Rando1ph 1eft him to himse1f and went be1ow.