" "How lucky for you that Bullion was your banker!

He knew Bullion was an early riser, and he felt sure of being able to see him before the usual hour of commencing business.

" "Is Mr. Bullion that short man, father, with the cold eyes and gruff voice, and the queer eyebrow which he seems to poke at people?"

If Mr. Bullion had been ten times the Shylock he was, he could not have disregarded the last injunction of Fletcher.

Bullion is a trump, and Sandford be hanged!" CHAPTER XIII.