[St. Ives by Robert Louis Stevenson]@TWC D-Link bookSt. Ives CHAPTER XXIV--THE INN-KEEPER OF KIRKBY-LONSDALE 12/15
This I did with the most complete abandonment, till the tears ran down my cheeks; and ever and again, as the fit abated, I would get another view of the landlord's face, and go off into another paroxysm. 'You droll creature, you will be the death of me yet!' I cried, drying my eyes. My friend was now wholly disconcerted; he knew not where to look, nor yet what to say; and began for the first time to conceive it possible he was mistaken. 'You seem rather to enjoy a laugh, sir,' said he. 'O, yes! I am quite an original,' I replied, and laughed again. Presently, in a changed voice, he offered me twenty pounds for the chaise; I ran him up to twenty-five, and closed with the offer: indeed, I was glad to get anything; and if I haggled, it was not in the desire of gain, but with the view at any price of securing a safe retreat.
For although hostilities were suspended, he was yet far from satisfied; and I could read his continued suspicions in the cloudy eye that still hovered about my face.
At last they took shape in words. 'This is all very well,' says he: 'you carry it off well; but for all that, I must do my duty.' I had my strong effect in reserve; it was to burn my ships with a vengeance! I rose.
'Leave the room,' said I.
'This is insuperable.
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