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"I saw her," he answered drily. "I fancy things are not moving our way particularly just now, Weiss." "She has not the paper after all?" Weiss exclaimed. "She has had it and parted with it," Littleson answered. Weiss removed his unlit cigar from his mouth, and drew a little breath. "You d d fool!" he said. "You bungled things, then?"
The perfume of the roses, with which the table was laden, had somehow reminded her of the little farmhouse with its humble garden, far up amongst the hills. Littleson reached the hotel where Stella lived just in time to find the hall full of her trunks, and Stella herself, in dark travelling clothes and heavily veiled, in the act of saying farewell to the manager. He came up to her eagerly.
We were imagining a case in which say half a dozen men, who held the position of myself and Phineas Duge and Littleson here, I think I might say the half-dozen most powerful men in America, were suddenly, without a moment's warning, to lose in the eyes of the whole of the public every scrap of character and stability, were to be threatened with absolute ruin, and a term of imprisonment for misdemeanour.
Littleson leaned over and spoke to her not unkindly. "I am sure," he said, "that your uncle has made a wise choice. There are some secrets too great to be in one man's charge alone, and besides " Phineas Duge lifted his hand. "Never mind the rest," he said. "I have not explained those circumstances as yet to my niece. If you are quite ready, we will take our coffee in the library."
She walked slowly down Regent Street, and turning up Shaftesbury Avenue, made her way on foot to the boarding house near the British Museum where she was living. She went straight up to her room and sat down to think. She had decided that these men were probably employed by Littleson, and that they were going to make an attempt, that night apparently, upon the life of Norris Vine.
Deane doesn't care about supper you can drive me home. Our talks always seem to be interrupted, and there is so much I want to say to you." In the lobby of Covent Garden he met Littleson, who had paused to light a cigarette on his way out. He stepped forward and addressed Vine eagerly. "I was trying to find you only this afternoon," he said.
I don't quite know how the American public will appreciate this attempted buying of the conscience of her public men. It might perhaps make you temporarily a little unpopular, necessitate a trip to Europe perhaps, or something of that sort. Well, I wish you well out of it, and now I must really go. If you do have to come across in a hurry, Mr. Littleson, I may see something of you in Paris."
"Do you mind," he said, "if we don't discuss it? I fancy that Miss Longworth has her own reasons for wishing not to be talked about, and in any case a smoking-room is scarcely the proper place to discuss her. I think I will go to bed, if you don't mind." Littleson shrugged his shoulders as the Englishman disappeared. "Touchy lot, these Britishers," he remarked.
"You haven't let your father have it back again?" "I have not parted with it," she answered, "to my father. On the other hand, I certainly have not got it. A hundred thousand dollars is a good deal of money, Mr. Littleson; but I did not commit theft for the benefit of you and your friends." "What do you mean?" he asked hoarsely. "Exactly what I say," she answered. "The paper is in safe keeping.
"It must come some time," Littleson answered. "It's always these men who've never been ill at all, who come down suddenly. I'm not going to worry myself about nothing. Our only mistake was in the way that child was handled. I think Weiss frightened her." Weiss shrugged his shoulders. "Perhaps I did," he said. "You see I'm not a fashionable young spark like you.
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