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The hand which had already closed upon the butt of the small revolver was gripped as though in a vice. With a scream of pain Lassen dropped the weapon upon the floor. Laverick picked it up, thrust it into his coat pocket and, taking the man's collar with both hands, he shook him till the eyes seemed starting from his head and his shrieks of fear were changed into moans.
I was so scared, I felt I must speak about it to some one. And then there were these shares. There was nowhere I could keep 'em safe." "Look here," Laverick went on, "you're alarming yourself about nothing. In any case, there is only one thing for you to do. Pull yourself together and put a bold face upon it.
I've taken you out of our depth, but the only trouble has been that we haven't had enough capital, and no backing. Those who stand up will win. They will make money." "Unfortunately," Laverick remarked, "we cannot stand up. Please understand that I will not discuss this matter with you in any way. I will not borrow money from Rendell or any friend.
"It is Shepherd," was the answer. "Is that Mr. Laverick?" "Yes!" "You were outside the restaurant here a few minutes ago," Shepherd continued. "You had with you a lady a young, tall lady with a veil." "That's right," Laverick admitted. "What about her?" "One of the two men who watch always here was reading the paper in the window," Shepherd went on hoarsely.
They hurried outside. The man was nowhere in sight. The cashier summoned the head porter. "A gentleman has just come out," he exclaimed, "tall and fair, very carefully dressed, with a single eyeglass! Which way did he go?" "He's just driven off in a big Daimler car, sir," the porter answered. "I noticed him particularly. He spoke to the chauffeur in Austrian." Laverick looked out into the Strand.
"It is good," she said. "Money is a wonderful thing. Without it one can do little. You have not forgotten, Mr. Laverick, that you were going to show me this passage?" "Certainly not. Come with me now, if you will. It is only a yard or two away." He took her out into the street. Every clerk in the office forgot his manners and craned his neck.
He passed it on at once to Bellamy, and immediately afterwards the doorway behind was thronged with men, apparently ordinary loiterers around the hotel. They made a slow and exceedingly cautious exit. Once outside, Bellamy turned to Laverick with outstretched hand. "Au revoir and good luck, old chap!" he said heartily. "I think you'll find things go your way all right to-morrow morning."
If you do not part with it, you will be arrested within twenty-four hours for the murder or complicity in the murder of Rudolph Von Behrling! That I swear! That I shall see to myself!" "In which case," Laverick remarked, "the document will fall into the hands of the English police." The shot told. Laverick could have laughed as he watched its effect upon his listener. Mr.
"There is nothing else to do." "Isn't it rather sad for you there by yourself?" She nodded. "It is the first time," she said. "Another girl and her mother have lived with me always. They started off last week, touring. They are paying a little toward the house or I should have to go into rooms. As it is, I think that it would be more comfortable." Laverick looked at her wonderingly.
"We've had thundering hard times lately in business, though. I suppose that makes a man look thoughtful." "Poor Mr. Laverick," she murmured softly. "Are things any better now?" "Much better." "Then you have nothing really to bother you?" she persisted. "I suppose we all have something," he replied, suddenly grave. "Why do you ask that?" She leaned across the table.
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