I wonder what young Templeton saw in him.

He lays it on pretty thick too: it is Herrick this and Herrick that, as though he were Solomon in all his glory.

Confound his airs and impudence! Let me tell you, my young gentleman," with a sly smile, "that the Misses Templeton's private business is a matter that concerns Saul Jacobi pretty closely." Meanwhile Malcolm was in a white heat of righteous indignation.
"That wretched little cad, how dare he meddle and pry into the Misses Templeton's family affairs! There is something I mistrust in the man; he is smooth and plausible, but he is crafty too; he is deep--deep--and if I do not mistake, he is clever too." Then he added, "I must get hold of Cedric; I am not comfortable at his associating with this man.

Cedric is as weak as water; he is so easily led, he would be the dupe of any designing person; but the Jacobis will have to reckon with me;" and here Malcolm, who had uttered the last words aloud, stopped and looked rather foolish, as a merry laugh greeted his ear, and Elizabeth, in all the glory of her Paris gown and picture hat, barred the way, and regarded him with her beaming smile.
"Mr.Herrick, you are quite dramatic; Hamlet or the melancholy Jacques could not have been more lost in gloomy meditation.

If I may presume to ask the question, why will the Jacobis have to reckon with you ?" "Did I say so ?" returned Malcolm, with an uneasy laugh.