Chapter 17: Mr. Beverley Takes the Water

⁠​​​‌​​​​​‌​‌​​​‌‌‌‌​‌​‌‌​‌​​‌​​​​​​​‌‌‌​​​‌‌‌‌​‌​‌‌‌​​‌‌‌‌​‌‌‌‌‌⁠Cayley seemed very fond of them that night. After dinner was over, he suggested a stroll outside. They walked up and down the gravel in front of the house, saying very little to each other, until Bill could stand it no longer. For the last twenty turns he had been slowing down hopefully each time they came to the door, but the hint had always been lost on his companions, and each time another turn