"I was talking to her about you, and I thought that perhaps she might have told you. This is all nonsense, you know, about you and Marie." Sir Felix looked into the man's face. It was not savage, as he had seen it. But there had suddenly come upon his brow that heavy look of a determined purpose which all who knew the man were wont to mark. Sir Felix had observed it a few minutes since in the Board-room, when the chairman was putting down the rebellious director. "You understand that; don't you?" Sir Felix still looked at him, but made no reply. "It's all d---- nonsense. You haven't got a brass farthing, you know. 
"I was talking to her about you, and I thought that perhaps she might have told you. This is all nonsense, you know, about you and Marie."
Sir Felix looked into the man's face. It was not savage. But there had suddenly come into it a heavy look of determined purpose.
"You understand that; don't you?" continued Melmotte. "It's all d___ nonsense. You haven't got a brass farthing. 