The Impending Sword: A Novel (Vol. 1 of 3)Yates, Edmund
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The Impending Sword: A Novel (Vol. 1 of 3)
Yates, Edmund
Fiction
'Exactly,' said the sailor; 'you have a command of virtuous
indignation which would obtain for you the greatest applause at the
Bowery, Mr. Jenkins, and extort a perfect ovation of pea-nuts, but I
confess you are to me most pleasing when practical. You have done work
for me--dirty work you are pleased to call it--and have been paid for
it, and how you spent your money was, of course, no affair of mine.
Now, as I have already explained to you, I have some very important
work to which you must devote your very best energies. If you carry it
through successfully--and you are perfectly able to do so if you
refrain from drink and one or two other little weaknesses--I shall
make it my business to see that your future is provided for. If, on
the contrary, by any negligence of yours you fail, I shall use such
hold as I have over you in the opposite direction. You comprehend me?'
'Perfectly,' said the man, who had dropped his air of bravado; 'what
am I to do?'
'You have here,' said the sailor, taking from his inner breast-pocket
a tolerably thick packet, 'a letter of instructions, written out in
the fullest possible detail. There is nothing you can want to know
that you will not find herein. I may, however, tell you at once, that
the service I impose upon you requires you to leave New York; it may
be many weeks before you are able to return. Under the circumstances,
however, in which you are now situated,' he said, looking around him
with an air of disgust, 'you will be rather pleased at the chance of
getting away. It isn't a bad billet, you will find. You are to live
like a gentleman among gentlemen, but it will require great discretion
on your part, and especially abstinence from that;' and he lightly
touched the empty glass on the table.
'I understand,' said Jenkins; 'and you may depend upon my being
careful. And if I pull it off all right, you will keep to your
promise?'
'You never knew me break my word yet, either in reward or punishment,'
said the sailor. 'By the way, do you retain that old accomplishment,
the exhibition of which on your part first brought us into contact--I
mean the power of successfully imitating my handwriting?'
'I think so,' said Jenkins, hanging his head.
'That's right,' said the sailor; 'you may find it useful in this
adventure. Now, as regards money. Here,' handing him a roll of dollar
bills, 'is some to carry you on for the present. I don't at all
imagine it will be enough, as you are by no means to stint yourself;
and when you require more, you will find an address in the letter I
have given you, to which you are to write for it. Be sure not to write
to me, as I may probably be away from New York.'
'I understand,' said Jenkins, 'perfectly.'
'Then I don't think there is any reason for our stopping any longer in
this delightful tavern,' said the sailor, rising.
When they reached the top of the steps and were in the open street, he
turned round, and giving Jenkins his hand, said:
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