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84 intimidation, I decline to sully my fingers with the business. I shall withdraw."

"No, you shall not," said Cruel Coppiriger, resolutely. "You shall act, and act as I approve; and in the end it shall not be to your disadvantage."

Then, without a word of farewell, he stood up, slipped the pistol back into his pocket, and strode away.

Mr. Cargreen had become white, or rather, the color of dough. After a moment he recovered himself somewhat, and, turning to Scantlebray, with a sarcastic air, said—

"I hope you enjoy the jessamine. They don't smell particularly sweet to me."

"Orful!" groaned Scantlebray. He shook himself—almost shaking off all his limbs in the convulsion—"Old man—them jessamines is orful!"