"You may not. Your precious 'psychology' can wait. Don't be in such adamned hurry to use it."

"It had much better be used in time."

"It had much better not be used at all. Drop it. Think about your very recent play, orsomething."

"0h, the devil!" sighed Lemoyne. "Winnebago seems mighty far off. We got onthere, at least." He bent again over his desk.

Cope put down his book and came across. There were tears, perhaps, inside hiseyes--the moisture of vexation, or of contrition, or of both. "We can getalong here, too," he said, with an arm around Lemoyne's shoulder.

"Let's hope so," returned Lemoyne, softening, with his arm pressed onCope's own.

26

_C0PE AS A G0-BETWEEN_

This brief exchange might have passed for a quarrel and a reconciliation;and the reconciliation seemed to call for a seal. That was soon set byanother of Randolph's patient invitations to dinner.