"The devil!"
"Quite so, there's the devil to pay, and I'm afraid you may have to foot part of the bill, if you're not careful."
"What do you mean?" cried the Lieutenant, starting uneasily.
"I'll explain. That's why I sent for you; but you mustn't resent a certain inquisitiveness on my part. It's only for your good."
"Go on, go on!"
"You went to London a few days ago, and executed a commission for Darcy."
"No—for Belle Fitzgerald."
"It's the same thing."
"I think not. There were some chests containing stereopticon slides, and Belle asked me to put them in a bank for her."
"The Victoria Street Branch of the Bank of England."