"Oh, then you have heard of me? And I was not an entire stranger when I called at your bank? Yes, I suppose I have been what they were pleased to term a good fellow, and it strikes me that I have got the worst end of the bargain all along; so now, for once in my life, I am going to be mean. I will not sign your petition, Mr. McElwin."
"What, sir, do you mean it?"
"Yes, I mean it. I cannot afford to surrender a position so deliciously absurd."
"Then I will compel you, sir." He began to choke with anger.
"All right. I suppose you will invite me to be present."
"I will compel you to leave this town."
"What! After forming so strong an attachment?"
"You are not a gentleman, sir."
"No? Well, I have married into a pretty good family."
"I will not bandy words with you. But I will see you, and perhaps when you least expect it."