"You talk unreasonably. Shall you come down in the world for want of this letter about your son?"
"Well, whether or not, I consider it very unhandsome of you to refuse it. Such doings may be lined with religion, but outside they have a nasty, dog-in-the-manger look. You might as well slander Fred: it comes pretty near to it when you refuse to say you didn't set a slander going. It's this sort of thing—this tyrannical spirit, wanting to play bishop and banker everywhere—it's this sort of thing makes a man's name stink."
"Vincy, if you insist on quarrelling with me, it will be exceedingly painful to Harriet as well as myself," said Mr Bulstrode, with a trifle more eagerness and paleness than usual.
"I don't want to quarrel. It's for my interest—and perhaps for yours too—that we should be friends. I bear you no grudge; I think no worse of you than I do of other people. A man who half starves himself, and goes the length in family prayers, and so on, that you do, believes in his religion whatever it may be: you could turn over your capital just as fast with cursing and swearing:-plenty of fellows do. You like to be master,
