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pense and he could not afford even the smallest increase of
expenditure; but on the other hand this was a case where it
revolted him to think of economy.
‘I say, I can’t bear the thought of your remaining here.
I’ve got an extra room, it’s empty at present, but I can easily
get someone to lend me a bed. Won’t you come and live with
me for a while? It’ll save you the rent of this.’
‘Oh, my dear boy, you’d insist on my keeping my win-
dow open.’
‘You shall have every window in the place sealed if you
like.’
‘I shall be all right tomorrow. I could have got up today,
only I felt lazy.’
‘Then you can very easily make the move. And then if
you don’t feel well at any time you can just go to bed, and I
shall be there to look after you.’
‘If it’ll please you I’ll come,’ said Cronshaw, with his tor-
pid not unpleasant smile.
‘That’ll be ripping.’
They settled that Philip should fetch Cronshaw next day,
and Philip snatched an hour from his busy morning to ar-
range the change. He found Cronshaw dressed, sitting in
his hat and great-coat on the bed, with a small, shabby port-
manteau, containing his clothes and books, already packed:
it was on the floor by his feet, and he looked as if he were
sitting in the waiting-room of a station. Philip laughed at
the sight of him. They went over to Kennington in a four-
wheeler, of which the windows were carefully closed, and
Philip installed his guest in his own room. He had gone out

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