most in a whisper as they walked together along the Albany passage, "Lufton is a child in money matters—a perfect child. The dearest, finest fellow in the world, you know, but a very baby in money matters." And then they entered his lordship's rooms.
Lord Lufton's countenance also was lugubrious enough, but this did not in the least abash Sowerby, who walked quickly up to the young lord, with his gait perfectly self-possessed and his face radiant with satisfaction.
"Well, Lufton, how are you?" said he. "It seems that my worthy friend Tozer has been giving you some trouble?"
Then Lord Lufton, with a face by no means radiant with satisfaction, again began the story of Tozer's fraudulent demand upon him. Sowerby did not interrupt him, but listened patiently to the end—quite patiently, although Lord Lufton, as he made himself more and more angry by the history of his own wrongs, did not hesitate to pronounce certain threats against Mr. Sowerby, as he had pronounced them before against Mark Robarts. He would not, he said, pay a shilling except through his lawyer; and he would instruct his lawyer that, before he paid any thing, the whole matter should be exposed openly in court. He did not care, he said, what might be the effect on himself or any one else. He was determined that the whole case should go to a jury.
"To grand jury, and special jury, and common jury, and Old Jewry, if you like," said Sowerby. "The truth is, Lufton, you lost some money, and as there was some delay in paying it, you have been harassed."
"I have paid more than I lost three times over," said Lord Lufton, stamping his foot.
"I will not go into that question now. It was settled, as I thought, some time ago, by persons to whom you yourself referred it. But will you tell me this: Why on earth should Robarts be troubled in this matter? What has he done?"
"Well, I don't know. He arranged the matter with you."
"No such thing. He was kind enough to carry a message from you to me, and to convey back a return message from me to you. That has been his part in it."
"You don't suppose that I want to implicate him, do you?"
