Then his eyes dropped and he busied himself with a stubborn stocking.

Finally, with a muttered "Humph!" he gathered up his clothing and disappeared into the bedroom.
Neil turned and smiled at the flames and, finding his own apparel, followed.

Nothing more was said.

Paul splashed the water about even more than usual and tumbled silently into bed.

Neil put out the study light and followed suit.
"Good-night," he said.
"Good-night," growled Paul.
It had been a hard day and an exciting one, and Neil went to sleep almost as soon as his head touched the pillow.