“But I will this time.”
Louise shook her head.
“What, you don’t believe me?”
“I believe you would pay me again if you had the money; but if I lent it you would spend it, and be as poor as ever in a month.”
“Not this time, Lou. Lend it to me.”
She shook her head.
“Then hang me if I don’t go and ask Duncan Leslie.”
“Harry! No; you would not degrade yourself to that.”
“Will you lend it?”
“No.”