"Well!" says Mr. George, smoking on. "It wouldn't have been much to his advantage to have been clapped into prison by the whole bill and judgment trade of London."
"How do you know that? Some of his rich relations might have paid his debts or compounded for 'em. Besides, he had taken US in. He owed us immense sums all round. I would sooner have strangled him than had no return. If I sit here thinking of him," snarls the old man, holding up his impotent ten fingers, "I want to strangle him now." And in a sudden access of fury, he throws the cushion at the unoffending Mrs. Smallweed, but it passes harmlessly on one side of her chair.

"Well!" says Mr. George, smoking on. "It wouldn't have been much to his advantage to have been clapped into prison."
"Some of his rich relations might have paid his debts. Besides, he had taken us in. He owed us immense sums all round. When I think of him," snarls the old man, "I want to strangle him." And in a sudden fury, he throws the cushion at Mrs. Smallweed, but it passes harmlessly on one side of her chair.
