Beyond which, I tell you again, I don't like the idea of his having a finger in this business.

Where that kind of man's finger can go, his whole hand will follow; and if once that hand fastens on John Haygarth's money, it'll be bad times for you and me.

Miss Halliday counts for exactly nothing in my way of reckoning.

If her stepfather told her to sign away half a million, she'd scribble her name at the bottom of the paper, and press her pretty little thumb upon the wafer, without asking a single question as to the significance of the document.

And, of course, she'd be still less inclined to make objections if it was her husband who asked her to execute the deed.