Both might boast a valid claim to the proud title of "lord of the creation," for no animal vice was lord of them; they looked and were superior beings to poor Sykes.
A sort of gathering and trampling sound was heard in the yard, and then a pause. Moore walked to the window; Helstone followed. Both stood on one side, the tall junior behind the under-sized senior, looking forth carefully, so that they might not be visible from without. Their sole comment on what they saw was a cynical smile flashed into each other's stern eyes.
A flourishing oratorical cough was now heard, followed by the interjection "Whisht!" designed, as it seemed, to still the hum of several voices. Moore opened his casement an inch or two to admit sound more freely.
"Joseph Scott," began a snuffling voice--Scott was standing sentinel at the counting-house door--"might we inquire if your master be within, and is to be spoken to?"
"He's within, ay," said Joe nonchalantly.

Both of them looked and were superior beings to poor Sykes.
A trampling sound was heard in the yard. Moore walked to the window; Helstone followed. They looked forth carefully, so that they might not be visible from outside.
A flourishing oratorical cough was now heard, followed by "Whisht!" Moore opened his window an inch or two to admit sound.
"Joseph Scott," began a snuffling voice - Scott was standing sentinel at the counting-house door - "might we inquire if your master be within?"
"He's within, ay," said Joe.
