Then he turned again to Joseph.
"You spoke of money a moment ago," he said, in the tones of one demanding what is his own the tones of a gentleman speaking to his steward.

"I will take two hundred Caroluses.

More I cannot carry in comfort." Joseph gasped at the amount.

For a second it even entered his mind to resist the demand.

Then he remembered that there was a brace of pistols in his study; if he could get those he would settle matters there and then without the aid of Colonel Pride.
"I will fetch the money," said he, betraying his purpose by his alacrity.
"By your leave, Master Ashburn, I will come with you." Joseph's eyes flashed him a quick look of baffled hate.
"As you will," said he, with an ill grace.
As they passed out, Crispin turned to Kenneth.
"Remember, sir, you are still in my service.