‘Good!’ For a few minutes there was silence. The father spoke again:
‘Those other debts, have you paid them?’ With a calm deliberation so full of tacit rudeness that it made his father flush Leonard answered:
‘Not yet, sir! But I shall think of them presently. I don’t care to be bustled by them; and I don’t mean to!’ It was apparent that though he spoke verbally of his creditors, his meaning was with regard to others also.
‘When will they be paid?’ As his son hesitated, he went on:
‘I am alluding to those who have written to me. I take it that as my estate is not entailed, and as you have no income except from me, the credit which has been extended to you has been rather on my account than your own. Therefore, as the matter touches my own name, I am entitled to know something of what is going on.’ His manner as well as his words was so threatening that Leonard was a little afraid. He might imperil his inheritance. He answered quickly:
‘Of course, sir, you shall know everything. After all, you know, my affairs are your affairs!’
‘I know nothing of the sort. I may of course be annoyed by your affairs, even dishonoured, in a way, by them. But I accept no responsibility whatever. As you have made your bed, so must you lie on it!’
‘It’s all right, sir, I assure you. All my debts, both those you know of and some you don’t, I shall settle very shortly.’
‘How soon?’ The question was sternly put.
‘In a few days. I dare say a week at furthest will see everything straightened out.’