And the tontine too.

I claim the tontine; I claim it now.

I believe Uncle Masterman's dead.' 'I must put a stop to this nonsense,' said Michael, 'and that for ever.
You say too near the truth.

In one sense your uncle is dead, and has been so long; but not in the sense of the tontine, which it is even on the cards he may yet live to win.

Uncle Joseph saw him this morning; he will tell you he still lives, but his mind is in abeyance.' 'He did not know me,' said Joseph; to do him justice, not without emotion.
'So you're out again there, Morris,' said John.