“Don’t be a fool.”
“Not going to be; so I tell you I’m off.”
“No, no, don’t go. This place will be unbearable when you are gone.”
“Can’t help it, dear boy. I must do something to increase my income, and if you will not join in and make a fortune, why I must go and find some one who will.”
“But I dare not, Vic.”
“You gave me your word—the word of a gentleman. I ask you to borrow the money for a week or two, and then we would replace it, and nobody be a bit the wiser, while we shall be on the high-road to fortune and Fair France.”
“I tell you I dare not.”
“Then I shall do it myself.”
“No, that you shall not.”
“Then you shall.”