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In silence also, and with an expression of arrested attention, Lord Plowden read these lines: "The undertaking referred to in the two documents of even date, signed respectively by Lord Plowden and Stormont Thorpe, is to the effect that at some hour between eleven A.M. and three P.M. of September 12th, instant, Lord Plowden shall produce before a special meeting of the Committee of the Stock Exchange, the person of one Jerome P. Tavender, to explain to said Committee his share in the blackmailing scheme of which Lord Plowden, over his own signature, has furnished documentary evidence."
The death of Tavender they could hardly make him responsible for that; but it was the dramatic feature of this death which would inspire them all to dig up everything about the fraud. It was this same sensational added element of the death, too, which would count with a jury. They were always gross, sentimental fools, these juries.
You send Gafferson and he goes off to see a flower-show Mother of Moses! think of it! a FLOWER-show! and your Tavender aud I are left to take a stroll together, and talk over old times and arrange about new times, and so on, to our hearts' content. Really, it's too easy! You make me tired!" The nobleman offered a wan, appealing shadow of a smile.
I know what it was that he wrote to Gafferson, I couldn't understand it when he first told me, but afterwards I saw through it, and it was merely a maudlin misapprehension of his. He'd got three or four things all mixed up together. You've never met your friend Tavender, I believe? You'd enjoy him at Hadlow House. He smells of rum a hundred yards off.
"I confess to a certain degree of weariness myself," he said, humbly. Thorpe looked at him in his old apathetic, leaden fashion for a little. "I may tell you that if you HAD got hold of Tavender," he decided to tell him, "he shouldn't have been of the faintest use to you.
You snooze in bed, and you send Gafferson Gafferson! the mud-head of the earth! to meet your Tavender, and loaf about with him in London, and bring him down by a slow train to your place in the evening. My God! You've only got two clear days left to do the whole thing in and you don't even come up to town to get ready for them!
Just under nineteen thousand dollars," he said. "Well," remarked Thorpe, with slow emphasis, "I won't allow you to suffer that way by me. I'll buy it back from you at the same price you paid for it." Tavender, beginning to tremble, jerked himself upright in his chair, and stared through his spectacles at his astounding host. "You say" he gasped "you say you'll buy it back!"
This place has got so many turns and twists to it " "But good heavens!" interposed the bewildered Thorpe. He had risen to his feet. He mechanically took the hand which the other had extended to him. "What in hell" he began, and broke off again. The aroma of alcohol on the air caught his sense, and his mind stopped at the perception that Tavender was more or less drunk.
How can a man pay even the interest on his purchase money, supposing he's bought a rubber plantation, when he has to compete with people who've paid no purchase money at all, but just get out as much as they like from the free forest? You must know that that is so." Tavender nodded eloquently. "Oh yes, I know that is so. You can prove it by me." Thorpe grinned a little.
You do this on the double chance, we'll say, of using him against me for revenge and profit combined, or of peddling him to me for a still bigger profit. You see it's all at my fingers' ends." Lord Plowden nodded an unqualified assent. "Well then Tavender arrives. What do you do? Are you at the wharf to meet him?
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