"You say it as if you meant it.

Here, what's your name ?" "Sydney Green," replied Dene, with a promptitude acquired by his recent experience.
"Right!" said the manager.

"Have a drink ?" He poured out a liberal quantity of champagne for Dene, and, filling his own glass, raised it, eyeing Dene keenly over the edge of it.
"Here's to us! I rather like the look of you; but just listen to me, young fellow.

I don't care who and what a man is when he joins my company, he's under my orders.

See?
And look here, I don't ask any questions; I take a man for what he says he is.