"He's a detective--a private detective. That's what he calls himself.
If he is, he's the English kind. When first I landed on this darned old
island I went to him, like the fool I was, and I said, 'I want to find
my girl.' And he said, 'I'm the man to find her.' And I said, 'You
are?' And he said, 'You bet. It's only a question of money, that's all
it is.' And that's all it has been ever since--a question of money.
That's the only time he told the truth. If you knew the amount of money
he's had out of me you would laugh. He kept thinking that he's found a
clue, and wanting twenty pounds to find out if he'd found it, and every
time he got that twenty pounds he found out he hadn't. And now he
thinks he's found another clue, and I've brought him along with me in
here to find out what sort of clue he thinks he has found."
The man coughed behind his hand. He puffed out his chest. He drew
himself upright. He tried to think himself a man.
"You are severe, Mr. Haines, uncommonly severe. Even detectives are but
fallible. But, on this occasion I do not only think I have a clue, I am
positive--quite positive."
"What's the figure?"
"Figure? Expenses--merely!"
"And what's the clue?"
The man seemed a trifle fidgety.
"I am afraid that I am scarcely in a position at present----"
Mr. Haines cut him uncivilly short.
"Stow that! You don't touch a nickel till you tell me what's the clue."
The man cleared his throat. He looked round and round the room, as
though looking for the clue. Mr. Haines's inquisition seemed more than
he had bargained for.
"As you are aware, Mr. Haines, I have searched all England for Miss
Louise O'Donnel."
"Judging from the amount of money you've had I should think you've
searched all Europe."
Again the stranger cleared his throat, as if he deprecated the
allusion.
"You probably have it in your recollection that at one time I believed
that I had traced her to Liverpool. Circumstances have recently
occurred which have brought to me the knowledge that in so believing I
was right. She is in Liverpool."
Mr. Haines began to tremble like a leaf. I saw how easily this man, or
any other man, could play upon what seemed to have become the
dominating passion of his existence.
"Whereabouts in Liverpool? Tell me that!"
"Unfortunately, at this moment, that is beyond the limit of my power.
But this I will undertake to do. If you are disposed to expend a
further sum of fifty pounds I will undertake to place you in
communication with her within, yes, certainly, within fourteen days."
"You swear it?"
The man threw himself into an attitude which he, no doubt, intended to
be sublime. "As one gentleman to another I undertake, sir, to do what I
have said."
"You shall have your fifty pounds. I will go and get it. Stay here."
Mr. Haines turned to me. "Do you mind my leaving him here while I go
and cash a cheque? I want to give him the money in your presence, and
on conditions which you shall hear."
"I have no objection."
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