"Well, that sort of a job would n't be very costly--to outbid that measly outfit.
It would be a sight cheaper than litigation, I reckon.

What did he offer you, by the way ?" The young engineer hesitated slightly, his cheeks flushing at the cool impudence of the other's direct question.
"I do not recall that any positive offer was made," he replied finally.
"At least, the question of payment was not broached." "The old cuss proved more honest than I had supposed," and Farnham dropped his clinched hand on the table.

"Now, see here, Winston, I propose giving you this thing right out from the shoulder.

There is no use beating around the bush.

Those fellows have n't got so much as a leg to stand on; their claim is no good, and never will be.