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He had seen her sitting in the front of the house, and had come upon the scene just as she was urging the supers to go to Curtis's assistance; and he then thought she had never looked so lovely. "Come out with me to-morrow afternoon," he whispered. "Hamar's going out of town!" And before she could stop him he had kissed her.
"Oh no! my own private business," Lilian Rosenberg replied. "Do forgive me. I should so like to have been able to accept your invitation. Now I must hurry back to my work," and she gave him her hand, which Kelson held, and would have gone on holding all the morning, had he not heard Hamar's well-known tread ascending the stairs.
When he thought no one was looking in his direction, he popped the despised book under his chair and rose to go. Before he had gone ten yards, however, one of the waiters came running after him. "Hi, sir, stop, sir!" the fellow cried. "You've left something behind!" And in spite of Hamar's denials the officious menial persisted the book was his. In the end Hamar was obliged to submit.
Kelson chuckled here was one way at least in which he could occasionally get even with Hamar. Hamar's features were Yiddish, and the Yids were none too popular in California. "Oh, all right!" he said; "if the subject is so painful I'll try and avoid it in future; but it's odd how some things for instance, murder and noses will out. Let me see, what have we here?
From far away from somewhere in the very base of the building, came the dull echo of a shout, succeeded by the violent slamming of a door; whilst from outside, from one of the many deserted thoroughfares below, rose the frightened cry of a fugitive woman. Otherwise all was comparatively still. "You're a bit early!" was Hamar's greeting, "but better that than late.
There was something painfully ominous to him in the discovery of the money and the water something that accentuated the impression Hamar's sinister appearance had made on him. The man did not look ordinary his manner, gestures, walk and expression were decidedly abnormal in fact they put him in mind of the superphysical. The superphysical! Might not that account for his knowledge? Bah!
He had seen Gladys act; he had become more infatuated with her than ever; and his passion was stimulated by the knowledge that she was universally admired, and that half the men in London were dying to be introduced to her. "Money will do anything," one of Hamar's friends they were all Jews remarked to him.
This move of Hamar's took with a large section of the audience some of whom were possessed with sporting instincts, whilst others were merely curious and the somewhat premature cries of "Turn him out!" etc., were soon lost in vociferous shouts of: "Let them alone!" "Let them speak!" "Let us hear what they have to say."
I am chief partner in the Modern Sorcery Company Ltd., and as conjuring figures prominently in our programme I thought you might prefer to have us as friends rather than rivals." "I'm sure my father need not fear your rivalry," Gladys broke in, meeting Hamar's admiring gaze stonily. Hamar bowed.
Only remember no falling in love." Hamar's one great idea on reaching stage four was to utilize the torments as a means of getting Gladys. Though he saw crowds of pretty girls every day, none appealed to him as she did and the very difficulty of getting her enhanced her value and stimulated his passions.
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