“Your friend, Yves—so you told me.”
“Yes, but as a matter of fact, we both discovered it, for if he had not done so I would have at the first low tide I was over there.”
“Well, go on,” said Sagesse. “What are you driving at?”
“I say fifteen per cent. is not enough. I want thirty.”
“Oh, you want thirty, do you?”
“You want Monsieur Yves’ share as well as your own?”
“Exactly.”
“That seems to me not unjust,” said Sagesse in a meditative tone.
“I would not ask you if it were unjust.”