The Freemason's Daughter: A Novel — page 212: what you’re looking at

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THE FREEMASONS DAUGHTER. 205 “Do you think Id play you false ?”” “TI don’t know; but it would be bad for both of us if you did. The distance between here and Liverpool is not so great but a man on horseback might reach it before sailing. So I think I may trust you.” With a low growl of defiance, Flin left the cellar, He certainly had thoughts of securing all the money for himself, and leaving his companion in the lurch; but the fellow’s last words gave him cause for reflection. “TI must take him,” he muttered: ‘ but once in America I can soon settle his account, and then for a life of ease and independence.” How he intended to settle his account with Ben, our readers, from previous knowledge of the speaker’s character, can form a pretty shrewd guess. He had not been waiting long before the door of his cellar when Mr. Small, whose three sons were pru- - dently watching at a distance, made his appearance. The little man felt a weight removed from his mind when he found that he would not have to enter the cellar, and: be alone with its unpolished tenant. In the lane he knew that he was safe, as the least cry would bring not only Matthew, Mark, and John, but the inhabitants to his assistance. “ Good night, Flin,” he said, walking up to him with a familiar air. Good night, sir,” replied the man, with some surprise. ‘‘ You did not expect to see me ?” COniiclooecl SS (SO