Steve looked over at him enviously and sighed.

He hadn't an idea in his head for that composition! After a while, when he had spoiled two good sheets of paper with meaningless scrawls, he pushed back his chair.

There was just one course open.

He would go down and tell Mr.Daley that he couldn't do it! After all, "Horace" was a pretty reasonable sort of chap and would probably give him another day or two.

In any case, it was impossible to do the thing to-night.