Although a cunning man, he was not quick in following a train of reasoning, and he was half-way to Exeter before he had thoroughly comprehended his situation.
And then, all he saw was that somebody had forged his name, and he believed that Madge knew something about it.
"I wish my boy George was at home," he said.

"He'd save me getting a lawyer now.

I am altogether in the hands of those Bank folks if they like to cheat me, though it's not likely they'd do that.

At all events I will take Dickson with me." Dickson was an attorney of good enough repute.

A very clever, quiet man, and a good deal employed by old Hawker, when his business was not too disreputable.