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There! says he to himself, that will stop you from making trouble." "By Jove!" I murmured.
The old fellow departed from his impressive immobility to turn his rakishly hatted head and look at me with his old, black, lack-lustre eyes.
"He did leave him there," he uttered, weightily, returning to the contemplation of the wall.

"Cloete didn't mean to allow anybody, let alone a thing like Stafford, to stand in the way of his great notion of making George and himself, and Captain Harry, too, for that matter, rich men.

And he didn't think much of consequences.

These patent-medicine chaps don't care what they say or what they do.