"He can't do anything. It was a trick, but a perfectly straightforward business trick. Crampy made an offer, and he accepted it."
"Mr. George is a stronger man than you, though he does pretend to have a weak back. If he knew about this, and could get at you, I believe he would break your head. He would write to Hunter anyhow, tell Miss Lee and all her family—"
"Do you know his address?"
"Yes, and I can bring him here tomorrow; and I will too, if you refuse to make over the furniture to Miss Sophy. That is only fair, as she has paid for it."
"If I consent to make my aunt a present of the furniture?" suggested Percy.
"Then I promise not to mention the matter to Mr. George."
"All right. I'll tell Hunter to draw up a deed of gift. Of course you understand it would be useless telling George, as he cannot recover the vases or make any claim against me?"
"Then why are you clearing out of the country?"
"The soil of Tasmania is said to be ideal for—"
"Fugitives from justice," finished Nellie.