"The chance was yours.

You have thriven on my ill luck." He rose, as he spoke, to leave the hut.

Crayford stopped him.
"Have you anything particular to do, Richard ?" "What has anybody to do here ?" "Wait a little, then.

I want to speak to you when this business is over." "Are you going to give me any more good advice ?" "Don't look at me in that sour way, Richard.

I am going to ask you a question about something which concerns yourself." Wardour yielded without a word more.