"Whatever else he may have been, Dives, he was your father," continued Lady Alice, not diverted by this collateral issue; "and as his son, it was and is your business to give Jekyl no rest till he complies with that dying injunction."
"Jekyl's his own master; what can I do?"
"Do as you do where your profit's concerned; tease him as you would for a good living, if he had it to give."
"I don't press my interests much upon Jekyl. I've never teased him or anybody else, for anything," answered Dives, grandly.
"Come, come, Dives Marlowe; you have duties on earth, and something to think of besides yourself."
"I trust I don't need to be reminded of that, Lady Alice," said the cleric, with a bow and a repulsive meekness.
"Well, speak to your brother."
"I have alluded to the subject, and an opportunity may occur again."
"Make one—make an opportunity, Dives."
"There are rules, Lady Alice, which we must all observe."