'Don't you see he believed it, you stupid Old Tom?
Lord! to hear him say how sorry he was, and to see how glad he looked at the chance of serving us!' 'Serving us!' Tom sneered.
'Ha!' went Andrew.

'Yes.

There.

You're a deuced deal prouder than fifty peers.

You're an upside-down old despot!' No sharper retort rising to Old Tom's lips, he permitted his brother's abuse of him to pass, declaring that bandying words was not his business, he not being a Parliament man.
'How about the Major, Nan?
He coming down, too ?' 'Major!' cried Andrew.