"That's jest it," said Kipps.
"I thought I'd see what you were made of, and I must confess I've rarely talked to anyone that I've found quite so interesting as you have been——"
"I seem able to say things to you like somehow," said Kipps.
"I'm glad. I'm tremendously glad."
"I want a Friend. That's it—straight."
"My dear chap, if I——"
"Yes, but——"
"I want a Friend, too."
"Reely?"
"Yes. You know, my dear Kipps—if I may call you that."