“Come, Mr. Drummle, since we are on the subject, I'll tell you what passed between Herbert here and me, when you borrowed that money.”
“I don't want to know what passed between Herbert there and you,” growled Drummle.
And I think he added in a lower growl, that we might both go to the devil and shake ourselves.
“I'll tell you, however,” said I, “whether you want to know or not. We said that as you put it in your pocket very glad to get it, you seemed to be immensely amused at his being so weak as to lend it.”
Drummle laughed outright, and sat laughing in our faces, with his hands in his pockets and his round shoulders raised; plainly