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a€˜You do me a great deal of honour Haredale,a€™ returned the other, most composedly, a€˜and I thank you. I will be frank with youa€"a€™
a€˜I beg your pardona€"will be what?a€™
a€˜Franka€"opena€"perfectly candid.a€™
a€˜Hah!a€™ cried Mr Haredale, drawing his breath. a€˜But dona€™t let me interrupt you.a€™
a€˜So resolved am I to hold this course,a€™ returned the other, tasting his wine with great deliberation; a€˜that I have determined not to quarrel with you, and not to be betrayed into a warm expression or a hasty word.a€™
a€˜There again,a€™ said Mr Haredale, a€˜you have me at a great advantage. Your self-commanda€"a€™
a€˜Is not to be disturbed, when it will serve my purpose, you would saya€™a€"rejoined the other, interrupting him with the same complacency. a€˜Granted. I allow it. And I have a purpose to serve now. So have you. I am sure our object is the same. Let us attain it like sensible men, who have ceased to be boys some time.a€" Do you drink?a€™
a€˜With my friends,a€™ returned the other.
a€˜At least,a€™ said Mr Chester, a€˜you will be seated?a€™
a€˜I will stand,a€™ returned Mr Haredale impatiently, a€˜on this dismantled, beggared hearth, and not pollute it, fallen as it is, with mockeries. Go on.a€™
a€˜You are wrong, Haredale,a€™ said the other, crossing his legs, and smiling as he held his glass up in the bright glow of the fire. a€˜You are really very wrong. The world is a lively place enough, in which we must accommodate ourselves to circumstances, sail with the stream as glibly as we can, be content to take froth for substance, the surface for the depth, the counterfeit for the real coin. I wonder no philosopher has ever established that our globe itself is hollow. It should be, if Nature is consistent in her works.a€™
a€˜You think it is, perhaps?a€™
a€˜I should say,a€™ he returned, sipping his wine, a€˜there could be no doubt about it. Well; we, in trifling with this jingling toy, have had the ill-luck to jostle and fall out. We are not what the world calls friends; but we are as good and true and loving friends for all that, as nine out of every ten of those on whom it bestows the title. You have a niece, and I a sona€"a fine lad, Haredale, but foolish. They fall in love with each other, and form
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