“Never mind. Suppose you do get a few pricks, what of that? Think of the future.”
“But that venture must be all over now.”
“What of that? You get the money and I can find a dozen ways of investing it. Look here, Harry, you profess to be my friend, and to have confidence in my judgment, and yet you won’t trust me.”
“I trusted you over several things, and see how I lost.”
“Come, that’s unkind. A man can’t always win. There, never look back, look forward. Show some fight, and make one good plunge to get out of that miserable shop-boy sort of life.”
“Come along, then.”
“You’ll go up and ask him?”
“Yes, if you’ll back me up.”
“Back you up, lad? I should think I will. Lead on, I’ll follow thee.”
“We’ll do it sensibly, then. If you speak before Uncle Luke in that theatrical way we shall come down faster than we go up.”