"Your dangerous irregularities."
"I don't know what you're talking about. Someone has been telling you a pack of lies. You're ready to believe any lie against me."
"There was a cheque of the firm—made out to bearer—on the third of last month."
"I know nothing about it."
"No more did I. They sent for me to the bank—to look at the signatures and the initials."
"Well?"
"I told them it was all right."
"Well, what about it?"
"There was the hundred pounds that was to be paid Osborn & Gibbs on account—to keep them quiet. It was written off in the books—you showed their acknowledgment for it.... But what's the use of going on? Dick, pull yourself together. I hold the proof of your folly."