Detective and mystery stories; London (England) -- Fiction; Swindlers and swindling -- Fiction
"I have a scheme in my head," he said, laying the _huqa_ stick carefully
upon the floor, "that, properly carried out, should make us both rich
beyond telling, but to carry it out properly I must have your
co-operation."
She laughed softly, and nodded her head.
"You mean that you want money," she answered. "Ah, Simon, you always
want money."
"I _do_ want money," he replied without hesitation. "I want it badly.
Listen to what I have to say, and then tell me if you can give it to me.
You know what year this is in England?"
She nodded her head. There were few things with which she had not some
sort of acquaintance.
"It will be a time of great rejoicing," he continued. "Half the princes
of the earth will be assembled in London. There will be wealth untold
there, to be had for the mere gathering in; and who is so well able to
gather it as I? I tell you, Liz, I have made up my mind to make the
journey and try my luck, and, if you will help me with the money, you
shall have it back with such jewels, for interest, as no woman ever wore
yet. To begin with, there is the Duchess of Wiltshire’s necklace. Ah,
your eyes light up; you have heard of it?"
"I have," she answered, her voice trembling with excitement. "Who has
not?"
"It is the finest thing of its kind in Europe, if not in the world," he
went on slowly, as if to allow time for his words to sink in. "It
consists of three hundred stones, and is worth, apart from its historic
value, at least fifty thousand pounds."
He saw her hands tighten on the cushions upon which she sat.
"Fifty thousand pounds! That is five lacs of rupees?"
"Exactly! Five lacs of rupees, a king’s ransom," he answered. "But
that is not all. There will be twice as much to be had for the taking
when once I get there. Find me the money I want, and those stones shall
be your property."
"How much _do_ you want?"
"The value of the necklace," he answered. "Fifty thousand pounds."
"It is a large sum," she said, "and it will be difficult to find."
He smiled, as if her words were a joke and should be treated as such.
"The interest will be good," he answered.
"But are you certain of obtaining it?" she asked.
"Have I ever failed yet?" he replied.
"You have done wonderful things, certainly. But this time you are
attempting so much."
"The greater the glory!" he answered. "I have prepared my plans, and I
shall not fail. This is going to be the greatest undertaking of my
life. If it comes off successfully, I shall retire upon my laurels.
Come, for the sake of--well, you know for the sake of what--will you let
me have the money? It is not the first time you have done it, and on
each occasion you have not only been repaid, but well rewarded into the
bargain."
"When do you want it?"
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