“Yes, and I’m in a position to pay you fifty pounds of the debt I owe you besides,” said Boone.
“And a bill at three months for the balance?” inquired Gorman.
No, he could not venture to do that exactly, but he hoped to pay a further instalment before the end of three months.
“Humph! How much may the profits be?”
Boone could not say precisely, not having had all his accounts squared, but he believed they were considerable.
“I’ll be bound they are,” said Gorman with a growl; “you won’t want to set things alight now, I daresay.”
“Well, I think it’ll be as well to wait a bit, and let us make hay while this sunshine goes on.”
“Let you make hay, you mean?”
“Oh, as to that, the most of it will go to your stack for some time to come, Gorman.”
“H’m! and what about the insurance?”