I like you, I credit you with good taste; therefore, you must like me." "Hey?
Ho, ho!" Seth laughed, in spite of himself.

"Young man," he observed, "you ain't cultivated your modesty under glass, have you ?" Brown smiled.

"Joking aside," he said, "I don't see why I shouldn't, in time, make an ideal assistant lightkeeper.

Give me a trial, at any rate.
I need an employer; you need a helper.

Here we both are.