'
'What question?' said Trevelyan, almost angrily.
'And there's another thing I must tell you, too, Mr Trewillian. I come
back to town in the same carriage with the Colonel. I thought it
better.'
'You did not tell him who you were?'
'No, Mr Trewillian; I didn't tell him that. I don't think he'd say if
you was to ask him that I told him much of anything. No, Mr Trewillian,
I didn't tell him nothing. I don't often tell folks much till the time
comes. But I thought it better, and I did have a word or two with the
gent, just a word or two. He's not so very downy, isn't the Colonel for
one that's been at it so long, Mr Trewillian.'
'I dare say not. But if you could just let me have the account, Mr
Bozzle--'
'The account? Oh, yes that is necessary; ain't it? These sort of
inquiries do come a little expensive, Mr Trewillian; because time goes
for so much; and when one has to be down on a thing, sharp, you know,
and sure, so that counsel on the other side can't part you from it,
though he shakes you like a dog does a rat, and one has to get oneself
up ready for all that, you know, Mr Trewillian; as I was saying, one
can't count one's shillings when one has such a job as this in hand.
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