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He rose and went at once to Levy's room. He found it deserted, inquired, learned that Levy was gone forth, and had left word he might not be at home for the night. Fortunate, perhaps, for Audley, fortunate for the baron, that they did not then meet.
In the first place, it was clear that Levy, not without reasonable ground, believed that he could soon replace, with exceeding good interest, any sum he might advance to Randal, out of the wealth which Randal's prompt information might bestow on Levy's client, the count; and secondly, Randal's self-esteem was immense, and could he but succeed in securing a pecuniary independence on the instant, to free him from the slow drudgery of the Bar, or from a precarious reliance on Audley Egerton, as a politician out of power, his convictions of rapid triumph in public life were as strong as if whispered by an angel or promised by a fiend.
Frank was just expressing his unfeigned pleasure to be of the slightest use, when Levy's knock resounded at the streetdoor, and in another moment the baron entered. "Ouf!" said Levy, wiping his brows, and sinking into a chair as if he had been engaged in toils the most exhausting, "ouf! this is a very sad business, very; and nothing, my dear count, nothing but ready money can save us here."
The young legislator looked very much ashamed of Levy's friendly pat on his shoulder, and answered hurriedly, "Oh, yes; H asked if, after such an expression of the House, it was the intention of ministers to retain their places, and carry on the business of the Government." "Just like H ! Very inquisitive mind! And what was the answer he got?"
"The Levys? Oh, yes; they fled long ago, and are now roving the face of the earth. The bombs well-nigh tore down old Levy's house, and I guess that will about kill him, as he is as stingy as a man well can be. If he had stayed by his suffering city, as Michael Moran has " "But Mrs.
Little they knew that a tragedy was being played out before their very eyes. A few noticed that stately white-haired lady gazing strangely at the house across the way, and a few too saw the figure of the man on whom her eyes were bent. But no one could read what passed between them. That lay in their own hearts. Interruption came at last. Mr. Benjamin Levy's excitement mastered his patience.
"But your true mobsman knows his whole blooming Continent as well as Piccadilly Circus. His 'ead-quarters are in London, but a week's journey at an hour's notice is nothing to him if the swag looks worth it. Mrs. Levy's necklace was actually taken at Carlsbad, for instance, but the odds are that it was marked down at some London theatre or restaurant, eh, Mr. Raffles?"
Levy with her four sons you see a woman in her noblest attribute. You see her as the mother of men." "What is Mr. Levy's business? Who knows?" "Everyone in Hatton knows that he is an importer of Spanish wines and fine tobaccos." "Oh! The ladies generally thought he was a money lender." "He may be it is not unlikely." "Mrs. Swale said so." "I dare say Mrs. Swale's husband knows."
Martin, please.... That you, Charlie? ... You might come in a cab to Jermyn Street I forget the number Dan Levy's, the money-lender's thanks, old chap! ... Wait a bit, Charlie a constable...." But Dan Levy had unlocked his door and flung it open. "There you are, you scoundrels! But we'll meet again, my fine swell-mobsmen!" Raffles was frowning at the telephone. "I've been cut off," said he.
Lord L'Estrange and Frank here shook hands, and Frank, with an anxious groan, saw L'Estrange disappear within the portals of the sleek destroyer. Lord L'Estrange followed the spruce servant into Baron Levy's luxurious study. The baron looked greatly amazed at his unexpected visitor; but he got up, handed a chair to my Lord with a low bow. "This is an honour," said he.
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