‘Very well, then,’ said Blake, ‘his lordship can, and I’ll not only get two hundred, but ease my aching conscience at the same time.’
‘I think you’re hard,’ said Conseltine. ‘Come, Blake; our interests stand or fall together. Look at the affair all round, pro and con. You might get that two hundred from Henry, but ’twould be all you’d get. Now, serve my interest, and Dick’s here, and you’re safe for life. Have I ever refused you money when you asked for it?’
‘That’s all right,’ said Blake; ‘don’t refuse me now!’
‘Well,’ groaned Conseltine, ‘if you must have it you must.’
‘Bedad I must,’ returned the other, with a nod full of meaning. ‘Is it a bargain?’
‘Yes, it’s a bargain.’
‘To-morrow, mind.’
‘Yes, to-morrow.’
‘Good! Then I’ll drug my conscience and accept the solatium. And now I’m goin’ home.’
‘Very well,’ said Conseltine; ‘I’ll see you to-morrow.’