“He does not. ’Tis always in front he is, mighty prominent. Damn him!”

My lord was faintly surprised.

“Why that? Has he ever interfered with you?”

“He has interfered with me best friend to some purpose.”

“I fear the boot was on the other leg!”

“Well, I know something of how he interferes with Dick.”

Carstares put down his glass, all attention now.

“With Dick? How?”

O’Hara seemed to regret having spoken.

“Oh, well⁠—I’ve no sympathy with him .”