As it was they had an eye to business. The stables at one corner
and the kennels at the other were close to the little garden, and
the doings of a man and a boy who were still at their work could
be directed from the armchairs on which the two sportsmen were
sitting.
It must be explained that ever since the Silverbridge election
there had been a growing feeling in Tifto's mind that he had been
ill-treated by his partner. The feeling was strengthened by the
admirable condition of Prime Minister. Surely more consideration
had been due to a man who had produced such a state of things?
'I wouldn't quarrel with him, but I'd make him pay his way,' said
the prudent Captain.
'As for that, of course he does pay,--his share.'
'Who does all the work?'
'That's true.'
'The fact is, Tifto, you don't make enough out of it. When a small
man like you has to deal with a big man like that, he may take it
out of him in one of two ways. But he must be deuced clever if he
can get it both ways.'
'What are you driving at?' asked Tifto, who did not like being
called a small man, feeling himself to be every inch a master of
foxhounds.
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