Pierre Auguste Renoir The Large Bathers painting

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interrupted him, frigidly I thought. “And why, precisely, have you come to me?”
But nothing could disabuse him of the idea that I was well-disposed. “I knew I could rely on you,” he said. “And I’ll never forget it, not as long as I live. I’ve thought everything out. I’ve got a pal who went out to Rhodesia; I think it was Rhodesia. Somewhere in Africa, anyway. He’ll give me a shakedown till I get on my feet. He’s a great fellow. Won’t he be surprised when I walk in on him! All I need is my passage money—third class, I don’t care. I’m used to roughing it these days—and something to make a start with. I could do it on fifty pounds.”
“Mr. Atwater,” I said, “have I misunderstood you, or are you asking me to break the law by helping you to evade your trial and also give you a large sum of money?”
“You’ll get it back, every penny of it.”
“And our sole connection is the fact that, through pure insolence, you killed my father.”
“Oh, well, if you feel like that about it ...”
“I am afraid you greatly overrate my good nature.”
“Tell you what. I’ll make you a sporting offer. You give me fifty pounds now and I’ll pay