The other man, Cullyngham, was of a very different type; and indeed Pip's first action on catching sight of him playing bridge in the hall was to seek out Raven Innes and inquire, with unusual heat, what "that swine" was doing in the house.
"Can't say, laddie," said Innes. "The Squire asked him, not I. I suppose he has only met him casually, and just knows him as a first-class cricketer."
"First-class cad!" grumbled Pip.
"Quite so, my son; but it's not our house, and he's not our guest. Still, it will do no harm to keep an eye on him."
A sudden idea struck Pip.
"Wouldn't it be a sound scheme," he suggested, "to warn your young sister about him?"
Raven c****d an inquiring eye at him.
"Why her in particular?"
"I meant all of them," corrected Pip, rather lamely.
"I've only got one."
