"I've noticed this trait in all tradespeople," said he grimly.

"They are obsequious to a gentleman so long as they hope to get the better of him; but, the moment they find it is impossible to overreach him, they insult him." And with this he stalked out of the house.
"Oh, my poor James, how could you ?" said Edith.
"Forgive me," said he, quietly.

"It is all over.

That was our last chance." Guy Raby walked down the street, stung to the quick.

He went straight to his solicitor and arranged to borrow L1900 on his own property.