Forgive and forget.

Not half a bad motto, Sir--eh ?" It was clumsily expressed--but still it was an apology.

Not even Geoffrey could appeal to Sir Patrick's courtesy and Sir Patrick's consideration in vain.
"Not a word more, Mr.Delamayn!" said the polite old man.

"Accept my excuses for any thing which I may have said too sharply, on my side; and let us by all means forget the rest." Having met the advance made to him, in those terms, he paused, expecting Geoffrey to leave him free to return to the Decameron.

To his unutterable astonishment, Geoffrey suddenly stooped over him, and whispered in his ear, "I want a word in private with you." Sir Patrick started back, as if Geoffrey had tried to bite him.
"I beg your pardon, Mr.Delamayn--what did you say ?" "Could you give me a word in private ?" Sir Patrick put back the Decameron; and bowed in freezing silence.