Chapter 31

“What you’ve got to think on,” Phillips continued, “is, this is when you find out who’s your friend and who isn’t. True friends, that is, not just some fellow what thinks you’re a good man to have a pint with. A truefriend, whatever his own position may be on the subject, is one who’ll allow that opinions differ, and will respect you and your opinion both.” This last seemed directed rather pointedly, although good-naturedly, in Mr. Mitchell’s direction.

That gentleman merely hmphedunder his breath.

“I…Ah, yes. I’m sure you’re right. But I’d better get these files back to Mr. Whittaker,” George said, anxious to close the subject.

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That evening after supper, still troubled, George excused himself to go upstairs and study his books. He was roused from a somewhat disconcerting reading of a commentary upon the Labouchere amendment by a rap at his door.

“Come in,” he called, turning.

Matthew’s face appeared, looking a trifle sheepish. George hastily closed his book.