Ten thousand francs had never before seemed to him so heavy a load to carry, and to lighten the weight of his good luck by lending fifty pounds to a less fortunate fellow-player was an operation that not only gratified his good-nature but strongly commended itself to his conscience.
His conscience, however, made its conditions.

"My dear Longueville," Lovelock went on, "I have always gone in for family feeling, early associations, and all that sort of thing.

That 's what made me confide my difficulties to Dovedale.

But, upon my honor, you remind me of the good Samaritan, or that sort of person; you are fonder of me than my own brother! I 'll take fifty pounds with pleasure, thank you, and you shall have them again--at the earliest opportunity.

My earliest convenience--will that do?
Damn it, it is a convenience, is n't it?
You make your conditions.