You said that if you could take a hand, you'd do it.

I am here to beg for your help." "You needn't waste your breath doing that," Richard answered firmly.
"I'm your man.

Go on." "Listen," Hunterleys proceeded.

"Is your yacht in commission ?" "Ready to sail at ten minutes' notice," the young man assured him emphatically, "victualled and coaled to the eyelids.

To tell you the truth, I have some idea of abducting Fedora to-day or to-morrow." "You'll have to postpone that," Hunterleys told him.