Captain Tubb stroked his beard, and put the ends into his mouth; then, after consideration, he admitted—
“Well, it will cost money.”
“And are you really going to sink money in pumping out water?”
“Consider, Mrs. Saltren, that I shall have the working of the quarry for no rent at all during five years.”
“And you think it worth the outlay?”
“Seven per cent. guaranteed.”
“My son says that all I can expect to get for my capital if invested is five per cent.”
“I dare say, in town. At Orleigh, seven.”
Neither spoke for some time; Captain Tubb continued to play alternately with his beard and his hat; and Mrs. Saltren looked on the floor, then furtively at her visitor.
Presently the widow asked, “What will you take? Bottled stout or spirits and water?”