Billy shook his head. “Told me I was a good fellow, wrung my hand till it ached, and assured me that it was only a day’s loan or he wouldn’t think of taking it. Then we got the money, had a gay little lunch, and stopped at our hotel on our way to meet you. I didn’t go in. Trevelyan wanted to change his coat for a lighter one, because it had turned so hot. He stopped for the mail to be distributed, so he was gone some minutes, and we were ten minutes late in meeting you.”