Mr. Brackenbury advanced--both of them were standing--and laid his
finger on Mark's arm. "Mr. Cray, I have not come to you as an enemy; I
don't wish to be one, and there's no occasion for unpleasantness
between us. I want my money back, and I must have it--_I must have
it_, understand, and tonight. After that, I will hold my tongue as
long as it will serve you."
Was the man talking Greek? was he out of his mind? What did it mean?
Mark's indignation began to lose itself in puzzled curiosity.
"I have had a private telegram tonight from the mine," resumed Mr.
Brackenbury, dropping his voice to a cautious whisper. "Something is
amiss with it. I jumped into a Hansom----"
"Something amiss with it!" interrupted Mark, cutting short the
explanation, and his tone insensibly changing to one of dread; for
that past summer's night which had brought the telegram to Mr. Barker
recurred vividly to his mind. "Is it water?" he breathed.
Mr. Brackenbury nodded. "An irruption of water. I fear--you'll see, of
course--but I fear the mine and its prosperity are at an end. Now, Mr.
Cray, you repay me my money and I'll hold my tongue. If this does not
get about--and it shall not through me--you'll have time to negotiate
some of your shares in the market tomorrow morning, and put something
in your pocket before the disaster gets wind. I only want to secure
myself. Trifling as the sum of two hundred pounds may seem to you, its
loss to me would be utter ruin."
Mark felt bewildered. "And if I do not give you the two hundred pounds
tonight, what then!"
"Then I go out with the dawn of morning and publish the failure of the
mine to the City. I'll publish it tonight. But you'll not drive me to
that, Mr. Cray. I don't want to harm you; I have said it; but my money
I must have. It would not be pleasant for me to proclaim that there
has already been one irruption of water into the mine, which you and
Barker kept secret. I happen to know so much; and that the shares were
sold to me _after_ it, as I daresay shares have been sold to others.
Perhaps the public might look on that as a sort of fraud. _I_ do; for
I consider a mine never is safe, once the water has been in it."
Mark paused. "It is strange that news of this should have come to you
tonight and not to me."
"Not at all," said Mr. Brackenbury. "I am having the mine watched. It
is only lately that I heard about that first irruption of water: I did
not like it; and as I happen to have a friend down there I got him to
be on the look-out."
"Is it any one connected with the mine?" asked Mark, sharply.
"Yes, it is; no one else could do it. But that's of no consequence. I
had a telegram from him tonight----"
"Will you let me see it!" interrupted Mark.
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