It is in Harry's son.

Whoever his mother may be, the little lad is heir of Sandal-Side; and I'll not be made a thief in my last hours by you.

That's a trick beyond your power.

Now, then, I'll waste no more words on you, good, bad, or indifferent." He had, in fact, reached the limit of his powers, and Julius saw it; yet he did not hesitate to press his right to Sandal's signature by every argument he thought likely to avail.

Sandal was as one that heard not, and fortunately Mrs.Sandal's entrance put an end to the painful interview.
This was a sorrow the squire had never contemplated, and it filled his heart with anxious misery.