ALLEN. No!
HANN. (Angrily.) Didn’t you lead me to believe—
ALLEN. That you should be brought face to face wi’ him? Yes—but I’ve changed my mind since then.
HANN. (After a pause.) I understand: it was only a trick to give you time to get him out of the way. You thought that without him I should not be able to prove my case. I thought I was dealing with an honest man and a friend, and I offered to share the money with you. (With tierce anger.)
ALLEN. (Fiercely, rising.) And I tell you to take the whole of it! (A pause—Hann. steps back and stares at him.) I have learnt enough within the last few minutes to believe that you are the man you say you are, and if so, take it all. You offered me £100,000 to give thee Dan Cassidy, I offer thee £200,000 to let him go his way in peace. (Pause.) Come, you may find it hard to prove thee art Hanningford afore the law. Prove it to me and Mr. Purtwee, and give me thy hand on it that thee’ll never seek to find Dan Cassidy or harm him, and thee art old Hanningford’s heir, and I, Allen Rollitt, farmer and yeoman.
HANN. (After a pause.) Your secrets are your own, cousin. I’d dearly have loved to have my revenge upon the hound, but if Dan Cassidy is worth £100,000 to you, you can have him—I shouldn’t have thought he was.
ALLEN. He goes free, so far as you are concerned, for ever?
HANN. For ever.
ALLEN. Right, Dick Hanningford! (They grasp hands.) And now we’ll say good-bye for to-day if you don’t mind. Mr. Purtwee will see thee to-morrow, and arrange things. I’d like to be quiet a bit just now.
HANN. You’ve had a rough morning, cousin, and I guess the kindest thing I can do is to take myself off. Good-bye. (Shakes hands.) Good-bye, Mr. Purtwee.