"Oh yes, Captain Scarborough; we have claims, certainly. You've come up
to the front lately with a deal of luck; I don't begrudge it, for one;
but I have claims,--I and those other gentlemen; we have claims. You'll
have to admit that."
"Send in the documents. Mr. Barry is acting as my lawyer; he is Mr.
Grey's partner, and is now taking the leading share in the business."
"I know Mr. Barry well; a very sharp gentleman is Mr. Barry."
"I cannot enter into conversation with yourself at such a time as this."
"We are sorry to trouble you; but then our interests are so pressing.
What do you mean to do, Captain Scarborough? That's the question."
"Yes; with the estate," said Mr. Samuel Hart, coming up and joining
them. Of the lot of men, Mr. Samuel Hart was the most distasteful to
Mountjoy. He had last seen his Jew persecutor at Moscow, and had then,
as he thought, been grossly insulted by him. "What are you hafter,
captain?" To this Mountjoy made no answer, but Hart, walking a step or
two in advance, turned upon his heels and looked at the park around him.
"Tidy sort of place, ain't it, Tyrrwhit, for a gentleman to hang his 'at
up, when we were told he was a bastard, not worth a shilling?"
"I have nothing to do with all that," said Mountjoy; "you and Mr.
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