"Nothing."
"How do you mean nothing?"
"Just what I say. He won't talk about the thing. He won't discuss it. He won't answer any question which I put to him. 'My dear boy, the man is a palpable, impudent impostor, a blackmailer' and that's all I can get out of him."
"He won't see the man?"
"Won't hear of it."
"And won't he let his solicitor—Mr. Dobson, isn't it?—meet the other lawyer?"
"He says he wouldn't dream of wasting old Dobson's time."
"Then what's going to happen?"
"I don't see," he said, "what is going to happen."
"Won't you have a talk about it all with Mr. Dobson, and see what he says?"