The Dugdale Millions — page 87: what you’re looking at

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COUNTERPLOTS, 17 “There ain’t no risk until you know just where you stand, and there’s stuff to be made whichever way it turns out,’’ replied Ransom. ‘‘There’s no risk look- ing for Powers. If you happen to run down the true Dugdale, then you bargain with one side or t’other. There’s no risk then. If you find him dead, there’s money in that and no risk. If you don’t find him at all, or, if finding Powers, he can’t tell you anything about him, or, if you can’t find Powers at all, it’s easv enough to equip him with an adopted father with all the documents needed.’’ ‘You've got to finda fellow of twenty-six,’’ said Moore. ‘“There he is,’’ rejoined Ransom, pointing to the younger man. ‘‘Me!’’ cried the young man, with an oath, springing from his chair. ‘‘No, you don’t. I'll not put myself in any such hole.”’ ‘Why not?’’ asked Ransom, calmly and softly, though his eyes were blazing with an angry fire. "lwe run allthe risks I’m going to.~.I’ve “had enough.”’ The tones of the elder man were still dulcet, but there was an expression on his face which made the younger one falter. ‘‘A fortune mounting up to millions will be better any time than a ‘lifer’ in the ‘jug.’ ”’ The young man turned pale, indeed he was as white as the wall against which his head rested, as he sank into his chair limply. ‘You wouldn’t peach?’’ he gasped. “‘If Inspector Byrnes should happen to learn that Allan Mark Everard spent his days about a certain Sixth Avenue gin-mill, someone would go back to England, very quick.’”’ Nerved by sudden anger the young man leaped to his feet and made a backward motion with his hand, but as quick as it was, quicker was the action of the Comicloee S C@© 3}