I wheeled round and looked at him defiantly.
"I have nothing to say to you," I said, curtly.
"But I have a great deal to say to you," he retorted. "I have been on the look-out for you for some time, and now that there is no one to listen to us I would like to give you a small piece of advice."
"I don't want it," I interrupted.
"Perhaps not," he continued; "but if you don't take it you will be very sorry one of these days. Are you going to pay Jackson his three thousand pounds or are you not?"
His manner was brusque and overbearing to the last degree, and my temper began to rise.
"What has that to do with you?" I demanded.
"That's my affair," he snapped. "Make your trustees pay up, or——"
"Or what?"
"You'll see, and pretty soon, too."