"Be so good, then, as to open your business at once," said Harold, in a tone of imperious indifference.
"That is precisely what I wish to do. I have here information from a London correspondent that you are about to file a bill against me in Chancery." Jermyn, as he spoke, laid his hand on the papers before him, and looked straight at Harold.
"In that case, the question for you is, how far your conduct as the family solicitor will bear investigation. But it is a question which you will consider quite apart from me."
"Doubtless. But prior to that there is a question which we must consider together."
The tone in which Jermyn said this gave an unpleasant shock to Harold's sense of mastery. Was it possible that he should have the weapon wrenched out of his hand?
"I shall know what to think of that," he replied, as haughtily as ever, "when you have stated what the question is."
"Simply, whether you will choose to retain the family estates, or lay yourself open to be forthwith legally deprived of them."
"I presume you refer to some underhand scheme of your own, on a par with the annuities you have drained us by in the name of Johnson," said Harold, feeling a new movement of anger. "If so, you had better state your scheme to my lawyers, Dymock and Halliwell."
"No. I think you will approve of my stating in your own ear first of all, that it depends on my will whether you remain an important landed proprietor in North Loamshire, or whether you retire from the country with the remainder of the fortune you have acquired in trade."
Jermyn paused, as if to leave time for this morsel to be tasted.