The Freemason's Daughter: A Novel — page 82: what you’re looking at

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THE FREEMASON'S DAUGHTER. 73 ** Certainly.” *< In three days, then, Mr. Marjoram, I shall expect to hear from you. Is there anything further to arrange between us ?”’ “ Only the fifty pounds.” ‘< In advance ?”’ ** In advance,” said the officcr. ‘* The suspicion on your part may be a groundless one, but my cxpenses will be the same. It is much better that everything should be regulated beforehand—it prevents trouble and dispute.” There was a severe struggle between avarice and hate in the bosom of Small ; the latter at last prevailed, and opening a pocket-book, he took out a bank note for the amount, and presented it to his visitor. ‘ All right,” said the man, looking at the mark; “in three days, if the papers are in the possession of Tim’s Dick, they shall be yours.” With these words the worthy took his leave, and directed his steps to the Royal Hotel, where he arrived just as the Infirmary clock was striking the hour, and was shown to a private apartment, where Gilbert Grindem was sipping his solitary bottle of claret after dinner. ** Good evening, Marjoram,” said the great man, condescendingly. “ Good evening, sir.” A clean glass was pushed towards the officer, and an invitation given him to assist himself. ‘* Something must be wrong,” he thought, as he COniiclooecl SS (SO