Ha, ha, ha! I see the rents and patches
now! No false hair then, no black dye! You were another sort of joker
in those days, you were! You even spoke different then. You've acted
the gentleman so seriously since, that you've taken in yourself. If he
should know you, what does it matter? Such a change is a proof of your
success. You know that, or you would not have made yourself known to me.
Will you come?'
'My good fellow,' said Montague, still hesitating, 'I can trust you
alone.'
'Trust me! Ecod, you may trust me now, far enough. I'll try to go away
no more--no more!' He stopped, and added in a more sober tone, 'I can't
get on without you. Will you come?'
'I will,' said Montague, 'if that's your opinion.' And they shook hands
upon it.
The boisterous manner which Jonas had exhibited during the latter part
of this conversation, and which had gone on rapidly increasing with
almost every word he had spoken, from the time when he looked his
honourable friend in the face until now, did not now subside, but,
remaining at its height, abided by him. Most unusual with him at any
period; most inconsistent with his temper and constitution; especially
unnatural it would appear in one so darkly circumstanced; it abided by
him.
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