The Freemason's Daughter: A Novel — page 175: what you’re looking at

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166 THE FREEMASONS DAUGHTER. *‘Tt’s no use sending Marjoram,” said Flin; “ I shalk not be alone, and remember, the] least attempt at treachery will be followed by certain exposure.” ‘‘ Fear not—I’ll be faithful.” ** It will be the first time in your life then. Only to think,” added the fellow, “of the great Gulbert Grindem—the Mammon of Manchester—the man who has ground the bones of both young and old, till his riches are as countless as his crimes—visiting Flin’s cellar in Shude Hill.” And the fellow threw back his head and chuckled in the insolence of his success. ; T’ll be there,” said Gilbert, with difficulty mastering his passion, “ at ten precisely.” ‘With the money ?”” demanded his visitor. “With the money. Keep your place clear—I—I should not wish to be recognised.” ‘Don’t be alarmed, I shan’t be overwhelmed with the honour of your visit. Bring the ¢m, and it will be all right ; attempt to play me false, and I wring your bloated neck with as little remorse as I’d crush a toad beneath my feet !” *‘ T’ll be there.”’ “ And so will I!” muttered Small, who had over- heard every word. ‘“ A thousand pounds—it’s a large sum! but if the papers are worth a thousand to Grindem, I will find the means to make them worth ten thousand to me !”” With these words, he slunk away from his hiding- COniiclooecl SS (SO