And yet, when I came to think of it, if I had acted foolishly, I had not committed a crime.

Why should I be ashamed?
"I say," I began, when that evening we were walking home, rather moodily, side by side--"I say, you must have been astonished by what those fellows were saying to-day, Jack." "Eh?
Well, I couldn't quite make it out." "They are always chaffing me about something," I said.
"Then it was all a make-up of Wallop's about what you owed ?" "Well, no--not exactly.

The fact is, I do owe one or two little accounts." "Do you ?" said Jack.

"It's a pity." I did not quite like the tone in which he said this.

It may have been that my conscience was not quite clear as to my own straightforwardness in this matter.