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Neither of the other two, however, seemed anxious for the division; and after a minute's silence Frankl said: "The third of 850, I believe, is 2, 8, 3; how are we going to carry away 283 thousand without something to put it in? I vote, Pat, that we leave the bag here, and come and divide at midnight sharp. How would that do?"
Why had Hogarth never had him seized, racked? What restrained the Regent now? That was a question with Frankl.
The Regent had risen, while Frankl, calm now in reaction, gazed sweetly upon his face: the vengeance of a Jew nor was he half done with vengeance. Certainly, Hogarth was pale: he had sought her long, and found her so. "Why it is my own heart", he thought, "and they have made her mad".
When, accordingly, Frankl, O'Hara, and Harris arrived at the paper- shop back yard, and Harris had stolen up the back stairs, he presently, to the alarm and delight of the others, sent a whisper from the window: "No one 'ere as I can see!"
Frankl, that Richard knows nothing of the fifty pounds " "Well, then it is your fault! Oh, he did not know of the fifty pounds? Then it is your fault entirely, this rage of his against me He threatened to shoot me dead thrice he threatened soon, he said " "Not Richard?" "Yes, Richard! your nice Richard! But what did I want you for to- night?
Down came the whip upon the Jew's shoulders, Frankl, as the stings penetrated his caftan, giving out one roar, and the next instant, seeing the two Jews at the doorway, groaned the mean whisper: "Oh, don't make a man look small before the servants", crying out immediately: "Help!"
But the masked man whom he had struck down was Harris, who for weeks lay raving in fever an ill-fated stroke, for Harris had a memory. As for Hogarth, he rushed home to Keppel Street, hurried down the trunk, and was off to Cheyne Gardens. "Well", he cried, breaking in upon Loveday, "this phase of our life is up! Look at my clothes: I have had a fight Frankl, I suppose.
She, peering, saw with joy both lights and a well-dressed man and woman; and, as the carriage stopped, she sprang out with alacrity, Frankl with her, still grasping her wrist. "Sir", she blurted out at once, "you will help me, I know. I am a poor unfortunate woman my name is Margaret Hogarth "
The park-keepers had just been urged by their master to the spot, he having, he told them, heard a pistol-shot; and before anyone could speak Frankl himself was there, defiled with the presence of the dead. He looked from Hogarth to the corpse, and from the corpse to Hogarth, then, snatching the weapon from Hogarth's hand, exclaimed: "Why, bless my heart, you've murdered the man...."
And two hours later Hogarth, from the roof, saw the Jewish yacht disappear to the East, on board being the four and Frankl. As he descended, he threw up his head with: "Ha!
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