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Piled up in neat square cases, such as could be carried in pairs by a man of ordinary strength, was the crop of Simiacine, roughly valued by Victor Durnovo at forty thousand pounds. Ten men could carry the whole of it, and the twenty cases set close together on the ground made a bed for Guy Oscard.
Any further expenses that may be incurred to be borne in the same proportion as the original expense of fitting out the expedition, namely, two-fifths to be paid by Guy Cravener Oscard, two-fifths by John Meredith, one-fifth by Victor Durnovo.
"Yes, and the fool wants to go back to-night. I have to meet him on the beach at four o'clock." Maurice Gordon sat down, poured out for himself a glass of sherry, and drank it thoughtfully. "Do you know, Durnovo," he said emphatically, "I have my doubts about Meredith being a fool." "Indeed!" with a derisive laugh. "Yes." Maurice Gordon looked over his shoulder to see that the door was shut.
This had been done to Victor Durnovo. Truly the vengeance of man is crueller than the vengeance of God! Could he have seen himself, Victor Durnovo would never have shown that face or what remained of it to a human being. He could only have killed himself. Who can tell what cruelties had been paid for, piece by piece, in this loathsome mutilation?
But none of these things militated against him in Oscard's mind. They only made him fitter for the work he had undertaken. "How long will it take?" asked Guy. Durnovo tugged at his strange, curtain-like moustache. His mouth was hidden; it was quite impossible to divine his thoughts. "Three months to get there," he answered at length.
Fifteen months at fifty pounds let them as can reckon tot it up for theirselves. That's his first swindle and there's others, sir! Oh, there's more behind. That man's just a stinkin' hotbed o' crime. But this 'ere slave-owning is enough to settle his hash, I take it." "Let us have these men here we will hear what they have to say," said Oscard in the same dull tone that frightened Victor Durnovo.
"I met him again the other day at Loango. He is an old Etonian like myself." This conveyed nothing to Durnovo, who belonged to a different world, whose education was, like other things about him, an unknown quantity. "My name," continued the tall man, "is Meredith John Meredith sometimes called Jack." They were walking up the bank towards the dusky and uninviting tent.
I liked the look of you when you got out of that boat so damned cool and self-possessed. You're the right sort, Mr. Meredith." "Possibly for some things. For sitting about and smoking first-class cigars and thinking second-class thoughts I am exactly the right sort. But for making money, for hard work and steady work, I am afraid, Mr. Durnovo, that I am distinctly the wrong sort."
This clause was inserted in the legal draft by the three shining lights of the political inquisition active at that time, Pobyedonostzev, Durnovo, and Plehve.
"Because I shall have the daily satisfaction of knowing that I am relieving you of an anxiety." "It is very kind of you to put it in that way," said Jocelyn. "But I should not like you to sacrifice yourself to what may be a foolish prejudice on my part." "It is not a foolish prejudice. Durnovo is not a gentleman either by birth or inclination. He is not fit to associate with you."
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