"And you consider that to be the sort of apology I can accept ?" he asked, after a moment.
"I think you might accept it, old chap," Scott made pacific rejoinder.
Eustace turned back to the table, and began to put his papers together.
"I might do many things," he observed, "which, not being a weak-kneed fool, I don't.

If you really wish to make your peace with me, you had better do your best to make amends--to pull with me and not against me.
For I warn you, Stumpy, you went too far last night.

And it is not the first time." He paused, as if he expected a disclaimer.
Scott waited a second or two; then with a very winning movement he bent and laid his arm across his brother's shoulders.

"Try and bear with me, dear chap!" he said.
His voice was not wholly steady.

There was entreaty in his action.
Eustace made a sharp gesture of surprise, but he did not repel him.