"It's not quite the same thing.

Can't you give him something to go on with ?" "I can, but I won't.

I'll see him damned first." He turned to the maid and demanded a telegraph form.
"What are you going to do ?" "I'm going to teach him a lesson.

He thinks I'm going to be taken in by his bluff and run round with a brown paper parcel to Fleet Street or wherever his beastly office is.

He's mistaken.