Algernon signified to Sedgett that the agreement was fixed and irrevocable on his part.
Sedgett gulped some ale.
"Hands on it," he said, and laid his huge hand open across the table.
This was too much.
"My word must satisfy you," said Algernon, rising.
"So it shall. So it do," returned Sedgett, rising with him. "Will you give it in writing?"
"I won't."
"That's blunt. Will you come and have a look at a sparring-match in yond' brown booth, sir?"
"I am going back to London."
"London and the theayter that's the fun, now, ain't it!" Sedgett laughed.