Out of doors there was a blinding glare, and the heat had drawn the scent out of the unseasoned pine with which Tarrong was mostly built, till the air was filled with a sort of incense.

Peggy came in hot and short-tempered.

The strain was beginning to tell on her nerves, and, from a remark or two she let fall, Blake saw that she might be inclined to give trouble if not promptly brought into subjection.
"I've sent for you," he said.
"Yis, and the fust thing--" He interrupted her sharply.
"The first thing is, how much am I going to get out of this case if I win it That is the first thing.

You don't suppose I am going to spend time and money and fight this case through all the Courts in the land, and get nothing out of it, do you?
How much am I to get?
We'll settle that before we go any further." "Well, I'll ask Mick." "You'll ask nobody.

Mick isn't Grant's widow, and you are of age, goodness knows.