Hence, after some coughing and stamping, we elicited the shyster, who came timorously forth, for all the world like a man in fear of bodily assault, and then, recognising his guests, suffered from what I can only call a nervous paroxysm of courtesy.
"Mr.Pinkerton and partner!" said he.

"I will go and fetch you seats." "Not the least," said Jim.

"No time.

Much rather stand.

This is business, Mr.Bellairs.This morning, as you know, I bought the wreck, Flying Scud." The lawyer nodded.
"And bought her," pursued my friend, "at a figure out of all proportion to the cargo and the circumstances, as they appeared ?" "And now you think better of it, and would like to be off with your bargain?
I have been figuring upon this," returned the lawyer.