Chapter 19

"Damn your principals! You gave me a specific promise that if I got the thing you'd give me a couple of thousand." Jules smiled. "And now, my dear fellow, I give you a specific assurance that I cannot get two thousand shillings for the gun! It is unfortunate. If you had procured the invention when I first suggested it, the matter would have been all over--and paid for. Now it is too late." He leaned over and patted the other gently on the arm as though he were a child. "There is no sense in being foolish about this…