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"What do you want?" "A little of that skilled assistance you were speaking of." Mr. Swann made an alarming noise in his throat. Hardy sprang forward in alarm, but he motioned him back. "I was only laughing," he explained. Hardy repressed his annoyance by an effort, and endeavoured, but with scant success, to return the other's smile. "Go on," said the shipbroker, presently.
"It can't leak out," said Hardy, "and if it does there is no direct evidence. They will never really know until you die; they can only suspect." "Very well," said the shipbroker, with a half-indulgent, half-humorous glance. "Anything to get rid of you. It's a crack-brained scheme, and could only originate with a young man whose affections have weakened his head I consent."
It is a great thing in our favour that you have been taking him up lately." "Are you coming to the point or are you not?" demanded the shipbroker. Hardy looked cautiously round the room, and then, drawing his chair close to the bed, leaned over the prostrate man and spoke rapidly into his ear. "What?" cried the astounded Mr. Swann, suddenly sitting up in his bed. "You you scoundrel!"
"Little trip!" repeated the other; "you call a whaling cruise a little trip?" "No, no, sir," said Mr. Smith, in a shocked voice, "I ain't so bad as that; I've got some 'art, I hope. He's just gone for a little trip with 'is old pal Hardy on the Conqueror. Kybird's idea it was." "Don't you know it's punishable?" demanded the shipbroker, recovering. Mr. Smith shook his head and became serious.
"Your father is a straightforward, honest man, and your partner's uprightness is the talk of Sunwich." "It doesn't take much to make Sunwich talk," retorted Hardy. "A preposterous suggestion to make to a man of my standing," said the shipbroker, ignoring the remark. "If the affair ever leaked out I should never hear the end of it."
"Your father is a straightforward, honest man, and your partner's uprightness is the talk of Sunwich." "It doesn't take much to make Sunwich talk," retorted Hardy. "A preposterous suggestion to make to a man of my standing," said the shipbroker, ignoring the remark. "If the affair ever leaked out I should never hear the end of it."
"Little trip!" repeated the other; "you call a whaling cruise a little trip?" "No, no, sir," said Mr. Smith, in a shocked voice, "I ain't so bad as that; I've got some 'art, I hope. He's just gone for a little trip with 'is old pal Hardy on the Conqueror. Kybird's idea it was." "Don't you know it's punishable?" demanded the shipbroker, recovering. Mr. Smith shook his head and became serious.
"Show my hand before Murchison has it all his own way." "It seems to me," said the bewildered shipbroker, carefully replacing the paper, "that my young friend is looking out for another partner. He hasn't lost much time." He went back to his seat and resumed his work.
After he has departed, and the well-to-do merchants and employers who reside in the villas opposite have had time to look over their correspondence, come sundry neat turn-outs from the stables and coach-houses in the rear of the villas: a light, high gig, drawn by a frisky grey, into which leaps young Oversea the shipbroker a comfortable, cushioned four-wheel drawn by a pair of bay ponies, into which old Discount climbs heavily, followed perhaps by his two daughters, bound on a shopping-visit to the city and a spicy-looking, rattling trap, with a pawing horse, which has a decided objection to standing still, for Mr Goadall, the wealthy cattle-drover.
"His last words to me was, 'Smith, 'ave this kept quiet." "It'll be a little job for the police," urged the shipbroker. "They don't have much to do down here; they'll be as pleased as possible." "They'll worry your life out of you, sir," said the other. "You don't know what they are." "I like a little excitement," returned Mr. Swann.
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