Detective and mystery stories, English; Police -- Fiction; Short stories
I hesitated, coyly unwilling to further commit myself. "Come, come,"
resumed Levasseur in a still low but menacing tone, "no nonsense. I have
you now; you are, in fact, entirely in my power; but be candid, and you
are safe. Who is your friend?"
"He is not in town now," I stammered.
"Stuff--humbug! I have myself some notes to change. There, now we
understand each other. What does he give, and how does he dispose of
them?"
"He gives about a third generally, and gets rid of them abroad. They
reach the Bank through _bona fide_ and innocent olders, and in that case
the Bank is of course bound to pay."
"Is that the law also with respect to bills of exchange?"
"Yes, to be sure it is."
"And is _amount_ of any consequence to your friend?"
"None, I believe, whatever."
"Well, then, you must introduce me to him."
"No, that I can't," I hurriedly answered. "He wont deal with strangers."
"You _must_, I tell you, or I will call an officer." Terrified by this
threat, I muttered that his name was Levi Samuel.
"And where does Levi Samuel live?"
"That," I replied, "I _cannot_ tell; but I know how to communicate with
him."
Finally, it was settled by Levasseur that I should dine at Oak Cottage
the next day but one, and that I should arrange with Samuel to meet us
there immediately afterwards. The notes and bills he had to dispose of,
I was to inform Samuel, amounted to nearly twelve thousand pounds, and I
was promised £500 for effecting the bargain.
"Five hundred pounds, remember, Williams," said Levasseur as we parted;
"or, if you deceive me, transportation! You can prove nothing regarding
_me_, whereas, I could settle _you_ off hand."
The superintendent and I had a long and rather anxious conference the
next day. We agreed that, situate as Oak Cottage was, in an open space
away from any other building, it would not be advisable that any officer
except myself and the pretended Samuel should approach the place. We
also agreed as to the probability of such clever rogues having so placed
the notes and bills that they could be consumed or otherwise destroyed
on the slightest alarm, and that the open arrest of Levasseur, and a
search of Oak Cottage, would in all likelihood prove fruitless. "There
will be only two of them," I said in reply to a remark of the
superintendent as to the somewhat dangerous game I was risking with
powerful and desperate men, "even should Le Breton be there; and surely
Jackson and I, aided by the surprise and our pistols, will be too many
for them." Little more was said, the superintendent wished us luck, and
I sought out and instructed Jackson.
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