A twinkle came into old Jolyon's eyes.
'Stop it out of your money! A pretty way! And what will you do, pray, without your money?'
But secretly, the idea of wresting the house from James and his son had begun to take hold of him. He had heard on Forsyte 'Change much comment, much rather doubtful praise of this house. It was 'too artistic,' but a fine place. To take from the 'man of property' that on which he had set his heart, would be a crowning triumph over James, practical proof that he was going to make a man of property of Jo, to put him back in his proper position, and there to keep him secure. Justice once for all on those who had chosen to regard his son as a poor, penniless outcast!
He would see, he would see! It might be out of the question; he was not going to pay a fancy price, but if it could be done, why, perhaps he would do it!
And still more secretly he knew that he could not refuse her.
But he did not commit himself. He would think it over--he said to June.
OLD JOLYON was not given to hasty decisions; it is probable that he would have continued to think over the purchase of the house at Robin Hill, had not June's face told him that he would have no peace until he acted.
At breakfast next morning she asked him what time she should order the carriage.
'Carriage!' he said, with some appearance of innocence; 'what for? l'm not going out!'
She answered: 'If you don't go early, you won't catch Uncle James before he goes into the City.'
'James! what about your Uncle James?'
'The house,' she replied, in such a voice that he no longer pretended ignorance.
'I've not made up my mind,' he said.
'You must! You must! Oh! Gran--think of me!'