Aaron shook his head. "I do not even know where he does his work. Forgive me for reminding you," he added, "that your sister is in great distress." The young man stepped into a taxi. "It is necessary that I see Harvey Grimm as soon as possible," he insisted. "Harvey Grimm won't be hurried over his work," Aaron declared. "For your own sake he is better out of sight until it is concluded. Shall I tell the man to go to the Milan?" Brinnen nodded. He leaned out of the window for a moment, however, before the cab started. "Mr. Aaron Rodd," he said, "do you mind if I speak to you for a moment with perfect frankness?" "Not in the least," Aaron assured him promptly. "In some respects," Brinnen continued confidentially, "I am inclined to like you, but on the whole I have come to the conclusion that you are a very simple fellow. That is all!" _Chapter IX_ _The Vengeance of Rosa Letchowiski_ The small boy assumed an air of vast importance. He leaned over the counter and with mysterious gestures arrested the progress of his cousin through the shop. "Rosa, I've got something to thay to you, motht important," he announced. "Come right over here." She paused and swung around a little unwillingly. Her scarlet underlip was thrust outwards. She walked with her hand upon her hip, not averse to impressing even this young cousin of hers with all the allurements of her slipshod finery. "I thay, Rosa, you look fine," the boy declared admiringly. "Lithen now. You told me to keep my eyes open, if ever I should see any more of Mr. Levy, eh?" The girl's face was suddenly alight. She moved close to the counter. "You've heard of him?" she exclaimed eagerly. "You know where he is?" The boy nodded many times. He placed a finger upon his lips, in his eyes was the glint of avarice. "You promithed me a shilling," he reminded her. "I worked hard. I know now just where he ith. You can see him for yourthelf. It's worth a shilling, Rosa, eh?" The girl's hand dived into the recesses of her half-fastened skirt. She produced a cheap purse of imitation Russia leather and solemnly counted out a sixpence and six coppers. "You tell me the truth," she adjured him, parting with the coins reluctantly. "Honest and sure," the boy promised, sweeping them into his pocket. "He came back again Tuesday night. He's at work now in the repairing room." "You little shark!" his cousin cried indignantly. "Why, I should have found out myself if I'd gone straight in to grandfather." "Maybe and maybe not," he answered, with his finger upon his nose and his hand guarding the pocket where the shilling reposed. The girl was breathing quickly with excitement. The loss of the shilling, after all, was a slight thing to a girl earning man's wages. "Listen," she enjoined, "don't you say I've been. I'm off back to tidy up. I shall be here in half an hour. He won't be gone by then."