Sorry if I disappoint you, but I'm going home." "You never disappoint me, my lord," said Larpent, with his enigmatical smile.
Saltash gave him a keen look and uttered a laugh that was also not without its edge.

"I like you, Larpent," he said.

"You always tell the truth.

Well, let's go! We shan't make Jamaica this trip, but it doesn't matter.

In any case, it's a shame to miss the spring in England." "Or the Spring Meetings ?" suggested Larpent, as he chose his cigar.
"Quite so," said Saltash, almost with relief.