e usual care, were never really conscious of what they were eating. Weiss was one, John Bardsley another, and Higgins, the railway man, the third. They sat in a corner, from which their

I don't like the look of things. We tackled something pretty big when we tackled Phineas Duge, and if he has the least i

man, with the unlined, clear complexion and face o

e wouldn't have sat still and let us sell ten million dollars' worth of stock without moving his little finger. I guess you've got the jumps, Weiss, all becaus

just as he was blotting the page, and I saw that he had his arm right round the paper, and

read the thing through

," Weiss answ

eard and moustache, and coarse, ha

hereabouts in that infernal little

look

the inside of his roll-top desk, and of course there is a safe in the outer offic

l," Higgins remarked.

to what she's been told, and she's too scared of her uncle to do more or less. She pra

iss is hinting at, there's only one thing for us to do, and, difficult o

nd which looked out over the river. They were all three silent for a

ake use of criminals, to put ourselves practically in fear of the law, to get back a paper which we signed like babes in the w

s remarked. "He is doing nothing, has done nothing for

've done," Bardsley remarked, "

nd poured himself

r, even if we blow up the house. I'll send for Danes to-night. We'll meet him down town somewhere-two of us, no more-and see what he can suggest. If we get that paper, and Duge's illness isn't a sham, he'll come downstairs to face the biggest smash that any man in New York has ever dreamed of, and serve him d--d well right. I'm sick of the fellow and his ways. For every million we've scooped, he's scooped two. Every deal we've been into, he's had a little the best of us. We are going to get our own ba

*

of somewhat servile appearance, whom she remembered to have seen about the place several times since her arrival. He glanced at her in passing, and Virgi

They are evidently very much in earnest. If they can't get hold

a little diffic

smi

the lock will stand anything but dynamite. However, I hear that they've e

u hear this

ctives, or rather he was. He is in my service now, and spends most of his time watc

to do?" she asked. "

e shook

traced back to them, I should be in the room myself. As it is, I shall leave the matter to Leverson, the man who has ju

shivered

a fight, I supp

nswered. "In any case, I am not af