Mr.Ker, good-day; I will buy the piece of plate which you showed me yesterday." The two moved down the room together, but at the door MacLean, with his face set like a flint, stood aside, and Haward passed out first, then waited for the other to come up with him.
"When I drink a cup I drain it to the dregs," said the Scot.

"I walk behind the man who commands me.

The way, you see, is not broad enough for you and me and hatred." "Then let hatred lag behind," answered Haward coolly.

"I have negroes to walk at my heels when I go abroad.

I take you for a gentleman, accept your enmity an it please you, but protest against standing here in the hot sunshine." With a shrug MacLean joined him.