That's all.

I'll tell you what now, Mr.Amedroz, I'll do it myself." By this time he had helped himself to two large slices of cold mutton, and was eating his breakfast and talking with an equal amount of energy for either occupation.
"That's out of the question," said the squire.
"I don't see why it should be out of the question.

It would be better for you,--and better for me too, if this place is ever to be mine." On hearing this the squire winced, but said nothing.

This terrible fellow was so vehemently outspoken that the poor old man was absolutely unable to keep pace with him,--even to the repeating of his wish that the matter should be talked of no further.

"I'll tell you what I'll do, now," continued Belton.