Of course we had a pretty stiff premium to pay." Mrs.Westmacott had stopped, and was standing very stiffly with her Red Indian face even grimmer than usual.
"Pearson ?" said she.

"Jeremiah Pearson ?" "The same." "Then it's all off," she cried.

"You need not carry out that investment." "Very well, ma'am." They walked on together side by side, she brooding over some thought of her own, and he a little crossed and disappointed at her caprice and the lost commission for Harold.
"I tell you what, Admiral," she exclaimed suddenly, "if I were you I should get your boy out of this partnership." "But why, madam ?" "Because he is tied to one of the deepest, slyest foxes in the whole city of London." "Jeremiah Pearson, ma'am?
What can you know of him?
He bears a good name." "No one in this world knows Jeremiah Pearson as I know him, Admiral.
I warn you because I have a friendly feeling both for you and for your son.

The man is a rogue and you had best avoid him." "But these are only words, ma'am.

Do you tell me that you know him better than the brokers and jobbers in the City ?" "Man," cried Mrs.Westmacott, "will you allow that I know him when I tell you that my maiden name was Ada Pearson, and that Jeremiah is my only brother ?" The Admiral whistled.