“That is beside the question, Wilton, It is in your power now to have an eye for an eye, a tooth for a tooth, or, in a spirit of grand magnanimity, to return good for evil. Make your election.”
Wilton leaned over the table, and, in the same fiercely vindictive tone, he growled—
“An eye for an eye, a tooth for a tooth. I will exact all I can”
Nathan paced the room with rather long strides, and returning again, sat down.
“Your plan,” he said, laconically.
“The arrangements with Grahame, in respect to the division of the estates, are not complete.”
“They are not.”
“They shall not be. You hold his promissory notes——”
“I O U’s, capable of being demanded at any moment.”
“The sums you have advanced are large?”