Take my advice and hook it altogether." Tavernake shook his head.
"I can't do that just now," he said.

"Good-night! I'm off for the present, at any rate." Pritchard, too, rose to his feet.

He passed his arm through Tavernake's.
"Young man," he remarked, "there are not many in this country whom I can trust.

You're one of them.

There's a sort of solidity about you that I rather admire.