“No, sir.”
“Where is he?”
“Gone to London with your bounty.”
“Now, Simon Armour,” began the baronet with some truculence.
“Now, sir Wilton Lestrange!” interrupted Simon.
“What's the matter?”
“Please to remember you are in my house!”
“Tut, tut! All I want to say is that you will spoil everything if you encourage the rascal to keep low company!”
“You mean?”
“Those Mansons.”