"Why, of course you can work. What about these new
cantonments we're building all over the country? You ought to be
useful there. They don't want 'em pretty, tho." And Terry had
laughed. But he put down his cue and took Rodney by the arm.
"Let's ask Nolan about it," he said. "He's in the reading-room,
tearing the British strategy to pieces. He knows everything these
days, from the draft law to the month's shipping losses. Come along."
It was from Nolan, however, that Rodney first realized how seriously
Clayton's friends were taking his affair with Natalie, and that not
at first from anything he said. It was an indefinable aloofness of
manner, a hostility of tone. Nolan never troubled himself to be
agreeable unless it suited his inclination, and apparently Terry
found nothing unusual in his attitude. But Rodney did.
"Something he could build?" said Nolan, repeating Terry's question.
"How do I know? There's a lot of building going on, Page, but it's
not exactly your sort.
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