Bickering Men

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His solicitors sat before him in their office defining how the cost of the project was not worth the funds he intended to invest. They and the head of builders argue to and fro the amount, quality and quantity of each material to be used.

Jack hit his hands repeatedly on the table. "Even if they are to pay rent, it would be ages before His Grace would get back the money for the project. And here, there is no rent to be collected." He harrumphed. "I reckon the prices for the materials to be cut down. Drastically."

Henry, the head of builders yelled. "And how would you manage the mishaps that would occur, because a number of them are sure to."

"Do you intend to cause mishaps on purpose? For extra funds?"

Henry gasped. "That is absurd. Are you bringing ridicule to my work? Or do you want to perhaps think I glory in the misfortune of others?"

The men argued on and on but Charles did not listen to their annoying voices. Would they be done with their quarrel and let him know how much