"You are not?"
"Not if I know it. I have had enough of this game. I am not going further West for any one. Hand out the money. You have been told everything about my brother, true and honest, as far as I know it. Hand out the money."
"Not a dollar," said Peacocke. "All that I have heard as yet will be of no service to me. As far as I can see, you will earn it; but you will have to come on a little further yet."
"Not a foot; I ain't a-going out of this room to-morrow."
"Then I must go without you;—that's all."
"You may go and be ––––. But you'll have to shell out the money first, old fellow."
"Not a dollar."
"You won't?"
"Certainly I will not. How often have I told you so."
"Then I shall take it."