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.""And something that the man HE bought of didn't think of selling; something HE himself never paid for, and never expected to buy," sneered Sleight."But something that WE expect to buy from our knowledge of all this, and it is that which makes all the difference.""But you knew all this before.""I never saw it in this light before! I never thought of it until I was living there face to face with the old fool I was intending to overreach.I never was SURE of it until this morning, when he actually turned out one of his lodgers that I might have the very room I required to play off our little game in comfortably.When he did that, I made up my mind to drop the whole thing, and I'm here to do it.""And let somebody else take the responsibility—with the percentage—unless you've also felt it your duty to warn Nott too," said Sleight with a sneer."You only dare say that to me, Sleight," said Renshaw quietly, "because you have in that drawer an equal evidence of my folly and my confidence; but if you are wise you will not presume too far on either.Let us see how we stand.Through the yarn of a drunken captain and a mutinous sailor you became aware of an unclaimed shipment of treasure, concealed in an unknown ship that entered this harbor.You are enabled, through me, to corroborate some facts and identify the ship.You proposed to me, as a speculation, to identify the treasure if possible before you purchased the ship.I accepted the offer without consideration; on consideration I now decline it, but without prejudice or loss to any one but myself.As to your insinuation I need not remind you that my presence here to-day refutes it.I would not require your permission to make a much better bargain with a good natured fool like Nott than I could with you.Or if I did not care for the business I could have warned the girl—""The girl—what girl?"Renshaw bit his lip but answered boldly, "The old man's daughter—a poor girl—whom this act would rob as well as her father."Sleight looked at his companion attentively."You might have said so at first, and let up on this camp-meetin' exhortation.Well then—admitting you've got the old man and the young girl on the same string, and that you've played it pretty low down in the short time you've been there—I suppose, Dick Renshaw, I've got to see your bluff.Well, how much is it! What's the figure you and she have settled on?"For an instant Mr.Sleight was in physical danger.But before he had finished speaking Renshaw's quick sense of the ludicrous had so far overcome his first indignation as to enable him even to admire the perfect moral insensibility of his companion.As he rose and walked towards the door, he half wondered that he had ever treated the affair seriously.With a smile he replied:"Far from bluffing, Sleight, I am throwing my cards on the table.Consider that I've passed out.Let some other man take my hand.Rake down the pot if you like, old man, I leave for Sacramento to-night.Adios."When the door had closed behind him Mr.Sleight summoned his clerk."Is that petition for grading Pontiac Street ready?""I've seen the largest property holders, sir; they're only waiting for you to sign first." Mr.Sleight paused and then affixed his signature to the paper his clerk laid before him."Get the other names and send it up at once.""If Mr.Nott doesn't sign, sir?""No matter.He will be assessed all the same." Mr.Sleight took up his hat."The Lascar seaman that was here the other day has been wanting to see you, sir.I said you were busy."Mr.Sleight put down his hat."Send him up."Nevertheless Mr.Sleight sat down and at once abstracted himself so completely as to be apparently in utter oblivion of the man who entered.He was lithe and Indian-looking; bearing in dress and manner the careless slouch without the easy frankness of a sailor."Well!" said Sleight without looking up."I was only wantin' to know ef you had any news for me, boss?""News?" echoed Sleight as if absently; "news of what?""That little matter of the Pontiac we talked about, boss," returned the Lascar with an uneasy servility in the whites of his teeth and eyes."Oh," said Sleight, "that's played out.It's a regular fraud.It's an old forecastle yarn, my man, that you can't reel off in the cabin."The sailor's face darkened."The man who was looking into it has thrown the whole thing up.I tell you it's played out!" repeated Sleight, without raising his head."It's true, boss—every word," said the Lascar, with an appealing insinuation that seemed to struggle hard with savage earnestness."You can swear me, boss; I wouldn't lie to a gentleman like you.Your man hasn't half looked, or else—it must be there, or—""That's just it," said Sleight slowly; "who's to know that your friends haven't been there already?—that seems to have been your style.""But no one knew it but me, until I told you, I swear to God.I ain't lying, boss, and I ain't drunk.Say—don't give it up, boss.That man of yours likely don't believe it, because he don't know anything about it.I DO—I could find it."A silence followed.Mr.Sleight remained completely absorbed in his papers for some moments [ Pobierz całość w formacie PDF ]

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