I thought you told me you was the friend of Mr.Berryl.' 'I do not see the incompatibility of the assertion, sir,' replied Lord Colambre, taking from the bewildered foreman's unresisting hand the account, which he had been so long FURNISHING.
'Give me leave, my lord,' said Mordicai.

'I beg your pardon, my lord, perhaps we can compromise that business for your friend Mr.Berryl; since he is your lordship's friend, perhaps we can contrive to COMPROMISE and SPLIT THE DIFFERENCE.' TO COMPROMISE and SPLIT THE DIFFERENCE, Mordicai thought were favourite phrases, and approved Hibernian modes of doing business, which would conciliate this young Irish nobleman, and dissipate the proud tempest which had gathered and now swelled in his breast.
'No, sir, no!' cried Lord Colambre, holding firm the paper.

'I want no favour from you.

I will accept of none for my friend or for myself.' 'Favour! No, my lord, I should not presume to offer--But I should wish, if you'll allow me, to do your friend justice.' Lord Colambre recollecting that he had no right, in his pride, to ding away his friend's money, let Mr.Mordicai look at the account; and, his impetuous temper in a few moments recovered by good sense, he considered that, as his person was utterly unknown to Mr.Mordicai, no offence could have been intended to him, and that, perhaps, in what had been said of his father's debts and distress, there might be more truth than he was aware of.

Prudently, therefore, controlling his feelings, and commanding himself, he suffered Mr.Mordicai to show him into a parlour, to SETTLE his friend's business.