Forewarned, forearmed.
Indeed, if I am to bleed Bartley, I don't know how I can be revenged on Hope.

_That is the cruel thing_.

But don't you trouble about my business, Lucy, unless," said he, with a sneer, "you can tell me where to find them, and so save me a lot of money." "Well, Leonard," said Lucy, "it can't be so very hard to find Hope.

You know where that young man lives that you--that I--" "Oh, Walter Clifford! Yes, of course I know where _he_ lives.

At Clifford Hall, in Derbyshire." "Well, Leonard, Hope saved him from prison, and ruined you.