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He had run into a motor-bicycle in the Easter holidays and hurt his back, so that Yearp, the vet, had had to come and give him chloroform. That was why Jerrold was afraid of Yearp. When he saw him he saw Binky with his nose in the cup of chloroform; he heard him snorting out his last breath. And he couldn't bear it. "I could send one of the men," his father was saying.
It's downright cowardice." "It isn't cowardice, is it, Daddy?" "Well," said his father, "it isn't exactly courage." "Whatever it is," his mother said, "you'll have to get over it. You go on as if nobody cared about poor Binky but yourself." Binky was Jerry's dog.
"I'm not a kid if you are two years older." "Why you're not twenty-four yet.... It's the silliness of it beats me. Going off like that, with the first silly cuckoo that turns up." "He wasn't the first that turned up, I mean. He was the third that counted. There was poor Binky, the man I was engaged to. And Dicky Raikes; he wanted me to go to Mexico with him. Just for a lark, and I wouldn't.
"I thought he told you." "Yes, he told me. But I'm a cad for letting you think he didn't care for you. I believe he did, or that he would have cared awfully if my father hadn't died just then. Your being in the room that day upset him. If it hadn't been for that " "Yes, but there was that. It was like he was when Binky died and he couldn't stand Yearp.
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