I found it
all out the other day."
"That's the man; that's the man," said old Mr. Cossey, jerking his
head in an excited manner. "He's a blackguard; I tell you he's a
blackguard; he jilted my wife's sister. She was twenty years younger
than my wife--jilted her a week before her marriage, and would never
give a reason, and she went mad and is in a madhouse how. I should
like to have the ruining of him for it. I should like to drive him
into the poor-house."
Mr. Quest and Edward looked at each other, and the old man let his
head fall back exhausted.
"Now good-bye, Mr. Quest, they'll give you a bit of dinner
downstairs," he said at length. "I'm getting tired, and I want to hear
the rest of that money article. You've done very well for Cossey's and
Cossey's will do well for you, for we always pay by results; that's
the way to get good work and make a lot of money. Mind, Edward, if
ever you get a chance don't forget to pay that blackguard Quaritch out
pound for pound, and twice as much again for compound interest--hee!
hee! hee!"
"The old gentleman keeps his head for business pretty well," said Mr.
Quest to Edward Cossey as soon as they were well outside the door.
"Keeps his head?" answered Edward, "I should just think he did. He's a
regular shark now, that's what he is.
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