“Take a week, take a month, if Sir Within will give it to you. You are your own master, and need not ask for time from any one.”
“I’d like to reflect well on it. It is too serious a thing to do without good consideration.”
“Do so by all means, and begin at once, for I want to ring for my servant and have my bath.”
“I wish you’d have a little more patience; one can’t decide on a thing of this sort in five minutes.”
“Who asks you, my dear fellow—who presses you? I only beg to be allowed to get up and dress myself, and a not very unreasonable request, seeing that it is close on five o’clock, and you have been here since three.”
“Well, I’ll do it, come what may of it. I’ll do it.”
“Take the night to consider it.”
“No, I am resolved on it. I’ll do it.”
“Very well; we are too late for the post to-night, but I’ll write to this man after dinner, and by that time you will have fully made up your mind. Now go, or I’ll begin to regret the day and the hour I ever thought of giving you counsel.”
“You are the most impatient fellow I ever met in my life,” said Ladarelle, as he arose reluctantly, and with unwilling steps sauntered out of the room.