From the moment you can't hold yourself I can only accept your flight." "I'll fly in a minute then," said Chad, "if you'll stay here." "I'll stay here till the next steamer--then I'll follow you." "And do you call that," Chad asked, "accepting my flight ?" "Certainly--it's the only thing to call it.

The only way to keep me here, accordingly," Strether explained, "is by staying yourself." Chad took it in.

"All the more that I've really dished you, eh ?" "Dished me ?" Strether echoed as inexpressively as possible.
"Why if she sends out the Pococks it will be that she doesn't trust you, and if she doesn't trust you, that bears upon--well, you know what." Strether decided after a moment that he did know what, and in consonance with this he spoke.

"You see then all the more what you owe me." "Well, if I do see, how can I pay ?" "By not deserting me.

By standing by me." "Oh I say--!" But Chad, as they went downstairs, clapped a firm hand, in the manner of a pledge, upon his shoulder.