"I don't intend to be forced into giving you money. Let go that bridle, or I will run over you."
"I will stand by you, Mr. Grey," said Gilbert, speaking for the first time. "Don't submit to that man's demands."
"Young man," said Hugh, "you'd better not interfere. You can't help your father."
"He is not my father."
"No matter what he is, you'd better keep out of the affair. That's the advice I give you."
"I shall stand by him," said Gilbert, spiritedly. "You've got two against you."
"And you've got two against you," said Hugh, drawing a pistol from a side-pocket. "What do you say to that?"
"My friend, what is it that you demand?" asked Mr. Grey.
"So I'm your friend now, am I?" retorted Hugh, with a mocking laugh. "It's the pistol that's done it, I reckon."
"I repeat it—what do you want?"