The Romance of Gilbert Holmes: An Historical NovelKirkman, Marshall M. (Marshall Monroe)
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The Romance of Gilbert Holmes: An Historical Novel
Kirkman, Marshall M. (Marshall Monroe)
Black Hawk War, 1832 -- Fiction
"Yes, curse the country! There is no safety or profit in our business
any longer, though the venture we have in hand ought to afford us
something and to spare."
"Yes; and I hope you have come ready to close up the business," Burke
answered. "I am tired of delay—always delay; and you will admit it is
your fault, not mine."
"Neither yours nor mine. You are not more impatient to see the end of
it than I, and on more accounts than one in my case," the other
answered; "but nothing can be done till the time is ripe."
"When will that be? When will that be?" Burke asked, impatiently, but
in his soft, purring way; "and what is the nature of the business,
anyway?"
"I can’t tell you; nor is it necessary you should know till the time
comes. It is all arranged, though, as far as can be, and I am only
waiting the opportunity. That depends on others, or it would come
to-night; but it can’t be far off, so don’t lose heart or complain."
"What will it amount to—the money, I mean?" Burke purred. "It ought to
be great after all this waiting and riding back and forth across the
country."
"It will, and all cash, too—something that can’t be traced or cause its
possessor harm."
"That is good; but how are we to get hold of it, and when? That is what
I want to know," Burke answered, and so softly I could hardly hear his
voice.
"That I can’t explain now, as I have told you; only there will be no
great risk, and it will be clean money, as I say, and in packages."
"In packages?"
"Yes; one of paper and the other of coin. They will be sealed, too, and
that being so there will be no need of your opening them till I come."
"Why not, why not?" Burke seemed to whisper, so soft was his voice.
"Oh, for no particular reason, only it will prevent any dispute between
us, as in the Hogge case. I know you would divide fairly, but keep it
in the shape it is in and you will not be tempted to spend any part of
it for drink, and so get both of us into trouble."
"Well, it will only be a few hours, anyway."
"More than that, for I can’t come to you for several days—a week or
more," the other replied.
"Why not? What is to prevent?" Burke asked, his voice plainly showing
surprise and irritation.
"It might excite suspicion, for I may be watched. Who can tell what
will happen? You can hide the money meanwhile without risk, or keep it
by you, as you think best."
"Yes, yes; but just when will you come?" Burke answered. "I may not see
you again, and I am not going to hang around a day on any uncertainty
after the thing is done; the danger is too great."
"There will be no risk to you whatever. I might come in a week, but ten
days would be better," the other answered, slowly, as if reflecting on
the matter.
"Well, I can see no point to what you say; but if it must be so, let us
be precise about it. Name the hour."
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