“Then why do you cut practice?” asked Black severely. “Don’t you know–”
It was then that Black recalled Clint’s face and remembered having met
him in Innes’s room a week before. “Hello,” he said in a milder tone. “I
didn’t recognise you. Er–you see, Thayer, when you fellows don’t show
up I have to find out what the reason is. Maybe you didn’t know it, but
it’s the customary thing to get permission to cut practice.”