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"I like watching a crowd of people." They found a quiet table in one of the balconies, and Littleson devoted several minutes to ordering a luncheon which should be worthy of his reputation. Then he leaned across the table and looked steadily at his companion.
If, on the other hand, his illness is genuine, and he were, to put it bluntly, to die, that paper would be discovered by his lawyer, and Heaven knows what he would do with it!" "I am beginning to understand," Stella said. "Now please tell me where I come in." "We are willing," Littleson said quietly, "to give a hundred thousand dollars to the person who places that paper in our charge.
Norris Vine looked out of the window for a moment. His face was haggard. "I have begun," he said slowly, "to lose faith in myself, and when one does that here the end is not far off. I believe that Littleson is right, Stella. I believe that your father, if it pleased him, could take them one by one and break them, as he is doing me."
She had apparently listened to him for the first part of his sentence with her usual air of polite interest. Suddenly, however, she started, and her attention wandered. She crossed quickly toward the bell and rang it. "Thank you so much, Mr. Littleson," she said. "I won't forget what you have said. Do you mind excusing me? I fancy that I am wanted."
Weiss unlocked and threw open the office door, and a moment later returned with a tall, grey-headed man, with closely cropped beard and gold-rimmed eyeglasses. He shook hands with Vine warmly, and nodded to Littleson. "What, you here in the lion's den, Vine?" he remarked, smiling. "Be careful or they will eat you up." Vine smiled.
The men who have to pay for their folly are the men who deserve to pay. I see that my father was too cunning to write his name down with theirs." "You mean," Virginia demanded, "that you have not given it to Mr. Littleson and his friends?" "Not I!" Stella laughed, "although they offered me one hundred thousand dollars for it." Virginia sat down on the bed.
I am going over to England on a very foolish errand, I think, and I wish to keep it to myself." Littleson became a trifle grave. He was not a bad sort of a fellow, and Virginia seemed little more than a charming child as she stood in the passage, looking up at him with appealing eyes and slightly parted lips. "Do you mean," he asked, "that you have run away from your uncle?"
"You have not got it!" she repeated contemptuously. "Upon my honour we have not!" Littleson declared. "Perhaps," she said, turning to him, "you will deny that it was you who incited my cousin Stella to come and rob her own father?" The two men exchanged swift glances. Littleson's surmise had been correct then. It was Stella who had succeeded where the others had failed!
The man addressed nodded, and, pushing back his chair, strolled toward the ambassador's vacant seat, his cigar in his mouth. Phineas Duge and Mr. Deane left the room together, and close behind them Littleson followed. They left the room without any appearance of haste, but once in the hall Phineas Duge showed signs of a rare impatience, and pushed his way on ahead.
He seems to possess some sort of attraction for your family." Phineas Duge looked at the speaker coldly, and Littleson felt that somehow, somewhere, he had blundered. He made a great show of commencing his first course. "Let me know exactly," Phineas Duge said, a moment or two later, "what you have done with regard to the man Vine." Littleson glanced cautiously around. "I have seen him," he said.
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