I was certain it was not out of pure love for me or pity for Wallop.

Indeed, I was pretty certain there was far more mischief than good in the action.

I would sooner have owed Wallop thirty pounds than Hawkesbury thirty shillings.

He knew it, too, and for that very reason paid my debt to Wallop.
"Whatever business of Hawkesbury's is it ?" I demanded of Wallop, as soon as I could find words to express myself.
"Goodness knows," replied Wallop, with a laugh.
"But I won't let him do it.

I don't want him to pay my debts.