for it today ?' Mr Moss had no idea; only his orders.
'The whole thing is thoroughly irregular,' said Morris.

'It is not the custom of the trade to settle at this time of the year.

What are your instructions if I refuse ?' 'I am to see Mr Joseph Finsbury, the head of the firm,' said Mr Moss.
'I was directed to insist on that; it was implied you had no status here--the expressions are not mine.' 'You cannot see Mr Joseph; he is unwell,' said Morris.
'In that case I was to place the matter in the hands of a lawyer.

Let me see,' said Mr Moss, opening a pocket-book with, perhaps, suspicious care, at the right place--'Yes--of Mr Michael Finsbury.

A relation, perhaps?
In that case, I presume, the matter will be pleasantly arranged.' To pass into the hands of Michael was too much for Morris.