“In toto and absolutely,” was the firm reply. “In other words, I am not having any.”
“In that case,” the visitor announced, after a brief pause, “it is my somewhat painful duty to tell you that we have decided to stop your daily supply of bread and water. You thrive too well on it.”
“Just as you like,” was the careless rejoinder. “I can do with or without food.”
The Marquis contemplated his guest for several moments in silence.
“You will permit me to say, Mr. Pratt, that your courage moves me to the profoundest admiration,” he declared at last. “I trust that after this little business negotiation is concluded, I shall have the privilege of your friendship for many years to come.”
“You’re rather boring me,” Jacob told him mildly. “I want to get on with my initials. I’m doing them in Old English.”
“I should be sorry to interfere with so courteous a duty,” the Marquis replied—and departed.