“Yes, father.”
“You did not come here at all yesterday.”
“No, father.”
“Nor the day before.”
“No, father.”
“Then will you have the goodness to tell me, sir, how long you expect this sort of thing to go on? You are not of the slightest use to me in my professional business.”
“No, and never shall be,” said the young man coolly.
“That’s frank. Then will you tell me why I should keep and supply with money such a useless drone?”
“Because you have plenty, and a lot of it ought to be mine by right.”
“Why so, sir? You are not my son.”