"Then I decline it," returned Claude, to humour him; "and there's an end of the matter. Look here, though. One thing I promise. If you like, I'll see you through!"
"You will?"
"I will with all my heart."
"And you're quite sure you won't take on the whole show yourself?"
"Quite sure," said Claude, smiling.
"Still, you'll tell me what to do? You'll tell me what not to do? You'll show me the ropes? You'll have hold of my sleeve?"
"I'll do all that; at least, I'll do all I can. It may not be much. Still I'll do it."
Jack held out a hot, damp hand; yet, just then, he seemed to be perspiring most freely under the eyes.
"You're a good sort, Claudy!" said he hoarsely.
"Good-night, old fellow," said Claude Lafont.