"I wouldn't let him into the house
if I was a squire."
Tony Denton entered the room with an assumption of ease
which was very disagreeable to Mr. Duncan.
"I thought I'd call to see you, squire," he said.
"Take a seat, Mr. Denton," said the squire coldly.
Tony did not seem at all put out by the coldness of his reception.
"I s'pose you remember what passed at our last meeting, Mr.
Duncan," he said, in a jaunty way.
"Well, sir," responded Prince Duncan, in a forbidding tone.
"We came to a little friendly arrangement, if you remember,"
continued Denton.
"Well, sir, there is no need to refer to the matter now."
"Pardon me, squire, but I am obliged to keep to it."
"Why?"
"Because I've been unlucky??"
"I suppose, Mr. Denton," said the squire haughtily, "you are
capable of managing your own business. If you don't manage it
well, and meet with losses, I certainly am not responsible,
and I cannot understand why you bring the matter to me."
"You see, squire," said Tony, with a grin, "I look upon you
as a friend, and so it is natural that I should come to you
for advice."
"I wish I dared kick the fellow out of the house," thought
Prince Duncan.
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