“Always do. Here, let me come by. I want to go to bed.”
“All right, you shall directly, old fellow; but you’ll let me have that money?”
“Not a sou.”
“I want it horribly; and it will save me no end of worry. You’ll let me have it?”
“Not a sou, I tell you.”
“Come, Luke, old chap, don’t be hard upon me. I’ve been waiting patiently till I got cool, and you had finished playing, before I came and spoke to you again. Now, then, it’s only a hundred.”
“And it’ll be a hundred next week, and a hundred next month. I won’t lend you a penny.”
“Then, give it me. I’ve a right to some of the old man’s coin.”
“Not a sou, I tell you, and get out of my way. I want to go to bed.”
“You’ll help me, Luke?”