"You owe nothing to me," said Plantagenet, with some little touch of magniloquence in his tone. "No; don't speak of it. I have no brother, and between you and me it means nothing. You see, Jeffrey, it may be that I shall have to look to you as my--my--my heir, in short." Hereupon Jeffrey muttered something as to the small probability of such necessity, and as to the great remoteness of any result even if it were so.
"That's all true," said the elder heir of the Pallisers, "but still--. In short, I wish you would do something. Do you think about it; and then some day speak to me again."

"You owe nothing to me," said Plantagenet. "No; don't speak of it. I have no brother, and between you and me it means nothing. You see, Jeffrey, it may be that I shall have to look to you as my - my heir, in short." Jeffrey muttered something as to the small probability of such necessity.
"That's true," said the elder Palliser, "but still... In short, I wish you would do something. Think about it, and we will speak again."
