“What do you want me to do, then?”
“I want you to help me serve them out.”
“Ay, and how?”
“I want doctor to find out that Leo Salis is a down bad one.”
“Ay, she is, my lass; and not good enough for him.”
“And I want the doctor to beat Tom Candlish and stop him from going after Leo Salis, and then he’d come altogether to me.”
“Ay, that’s right, Dally; that’s right. I want to see thee my leddy up at the Hall.”
“Then, look here: you take the doctor some night, and show him when Leo—ugh! how I hate the minx!—is along with my Tom.”
“Ay, but how, lass, how?”
“I’ll tell you, gran’fa,” whispered Dally vindictively. “Master ordered Squire Tom never to come to the Rectory again.”