"Pshaw! it's only saving him in time from that which gives old men trouble; and life can go but once: besides, I will not stand for the matter of a few broad-pieces. I care not if I make the sum half as much more, provided it be done safely."
"Will you give me your note of hand to it?"
"Do you take me for a fool?—or did you ever know me to break my word?"
"I never took ye for the first, Sir Willmott, and, as to the other, we've had no business between us lately. Half as much more, you said?"
"Half as much more."
"Well, it is but one, and then—ah! ah! ah!—I'll reform and turn gentleman. No, d—n it, I hate gentlemen, they're so unprincipled; but you must double—double or quits."
"Jack Roupall, you are an unconscionable scoundrel."
"By the lady-moon, then, there be a pair of us."
Burrell muttered some reply that Barbara did not hear, but again the grating voice of Roupall ascended.
"Double or quits; Lord, ye needn't be so touchy about a little word of familiarity—such fellowship makes all men equal."