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262 REYNOLDS’ WORKS settle down in some fashion or another. Don’t you remember when and where it was? That night, on the bank of the canal— ”’ | “T recollect all about it,’ interrupted the Cannibal, savagely, as if he did not over and above like the particular allusion thus made. “‘ It was when you came to bring me the news that Lady Saxondale didn’t mean to let the de- tectives go on against me and Tony Wilkins. Of course you guessed very well who it was that did the business for that scoundrel Tugs and his wife. They meant to do for me and get all my money, but I’m blowed if I didn’t do for them.”’ ‘Tt served them right,’’ remarked Madge, coolly. ‘“ But what business have you in hand? ”’ ‘ Something that will put a decent sum into my pocket,” answered Chiffin, “‘ and then with what I have got already, I shall be ready to retire from business altogether,’’ he added, with a chuckling laugh; “ and instead of taking boozing- kens or lodging-houses, or anything of that sort I shall settle down as a genelman and live on my means. But as you have let me into a many good things with you, [ll let you into this with me, — leastways, | want some one to help in doing a certain thing, and as old Solomon won’t have anything to do with it himself, I thought of you. So I have been up to your place two or three times, but couldn’t find you a anh ae ‘Well, never mind,’’ interrupted Madge; ‘“‘ you have found me at last. Here I am, and now for your explanations. What do you want me for? And what can I get by helping you? ”’ “ Fifty guineas,’’ responded the Cannibal, “ and only for a few minutes’ work.” ‘Well, proceed. My time is occupied, but still I can spare enough for your purpose, particularly if it is to be well paid.” The Cannibal drew his seat a little closer to that where Madge was placed, and having drained his tumbler, and mixed himself another jorum of hot brandy and water, he addressed her in the following manner: “T am not going to mention any names, ’cause why it isn’t necessary. But you must know that there's a certain party who wants two other parties put out of the way. It’s Gomichbooks