Criminals -- Fiction; Detective and mystery stories; Extortion -- Fiction
Jasper did not enlighten his brother on this point, and presently
Howard put to him, point-blank, the question: “And now that you know
all this, what are you and this precious young Lydon going to do? Do
you intend to play the part of virtuous citizens and denounce me to
the police?”
“We ought to do it, if we performed our duty,” said Jasper coldly.
“But I have a proposition to make to you. Your letter shows me that
you are broke to the world. Your interview with your confederate
Edwards, after Grewgus had foiled his plot against Wraysbury, must
have convinced you that a continuance of this criminal life is fraught
with peril; that at any moment Nemesis may overtake you.”
Stormont looked up sharply, “How did you know that I had an interview
with Edwards?” he asked, in evident surprise.
But Jasper declined to enlighten him. “Again I repeat, that is my
business. This precious young Lydon, as you call him, has behaved like
the honourable Englishman he is. I told him emphatically that he must
give up Gloria, that he must not connect himself with a family that
had this black stain upon its records. Gloria took the same view, and
insisted upon releasing him, although she told me that to do so would
break her heart.”
For the first time in their interview, the hardened criminal showed an
overwhelming sense of shame. “Poor Gloria!” he muttered in a broken
voice. “Poor Gloria! It is indeed hard upon her. And Lydon would not
accept his dismissal. Well, I will admit he is a noble fellow.”
“I am glad you do him that justice. Well, my proposition is this. It
is horrible to me to think that my innocent and unsuspecting child has
lived all these years upon the proceeds of infamy. The money you have
expended upon her for something like fourteen years I will restore to
you on the condition that you abandon this life, and break away for
ever from your criminal associates. Even then, there is not absolute
safety. At any moment the past may yield up its secrets, and all the
world may know you for what you are.”
Howard Stormont kept silence. His active brain was no doubt weighing
the advantages and disadvantages of his brother’s suggestion.
“As I shall be very liberal in my estimate of what she cost you,”
continued Jasper; “you could exist upon the interest of the capital
sum I should hand over to you. But you are not without brains, and you
might use that money to embark in some honest business.”
“It is a very generous offer,” Howard said at length. “And I am very
disposed to accept It without further reflection. Still, I would like
to go into matters a little closer first. I admit your visit here
to-day has taken the courage out of me. You will laugh at me, I
suppose, and consider it a further proof of my hypocrisy when I say
that I would prefer not to live upon your bounty. But I should like to
reckon up what I am likely to get out of the sale of Effington, when
the mortgages have been paid off.”
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