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“You mean you’d like to have me make away with him?” queried Van Dam, as if in a dream.

“Yes, yes! The law would say nothing.”

“How so? It’s not so easy to kill a man and–“

“But the reward–two thousand dollars! You would get that. I will double it. Eh? Come now, is it a bargain?” The speaker was trembling, but when he received no answer he went on: “I will take the blame upon myself. I will say that I did it; and you will get the money–four thousand dollars. Let us say five thousand, eh? A tidy sum for a moment’s work with no risk. We are alone in the house. No one but the Wolf knows you are here. Even I don’t know–By the way, I–I haven’t seen you yet.”

“Under the circumstances, I think I’ll keep my mask on,” Van Dam answered. “Perhaps the less you know about me, the better.”

“Then you agree?” queried the other, all ashake.

Roly declined with a gesture.

“Eh, God! Five thousand dollars! A fortune, indeed! Think of it! Heaven knows I am not a Cr[oe]sus, and yet–I might increase even that a little. What do you say? Six thousand, then, all cash?”

“This is the money you stole from Emile, I believe,” said Van Dam. “You could afford even more–“

“Seven thousand five hundred!” chattered Alfred. “Not another cent, or I shall do it myself.”

“Good! You do it!” Roly exclaimed; whereat the tempter writhed and shivered in an ague of fear. With a wail that came like a sob and with a final wrench of his miserly soul, he exclaimed:

“Wait, then! I will pay you ten thousand dollars if you kill him. The money is there. It will bankrupt me; but–God above! Ten thousand dollars! It is scarcely worth it–such a little job!”

“How do I know you’d make good?” inquired the young man. “You robbed him. You might rob me.”

“I have promised! It is there–in the safe. The moment he is dead–“

“Bah!” Mr. Van Dam managed a mocking laugh, although his heart was pounding. “Your word is worth nothing to me.”

Alfred made answer by slipping across the room and kneeling before the steel safe. He spun the knob swiftly to right and to left, then gave a wrench, and the massive door opened.

“Come here!”

Van Dam obeyed.

“Look!”

He saw legal documents, deeds, mortgages, and blue envelopes, all neatly marked, then a cash-drawer crowded full of symmetrical packages of crisp, new ten-dollar bills, each with its bank band plainly labeled “$1000.”

“Eh? Are you satisfied?” The owner was staring craftily up at him, careful to keep his body between Van Dam and the treasure.

“Jove!” Roly exclaimed in astonishment. “You’ll be robbed some night.”

“Is it a bargain?”

“I’m no business man.” The masker hesitated with an air of extreme suspicion. “Will you pay in advance?”

At this, Cousin Alfred uttered a bleat of dismay, but Roly was firm.

“I’m not sure you’d open the safe again, don’t you see? Besides, it would take time, and–I’d prefer not to wait; really I would, for I’m always a bit nervous after a job of this kind.”

“Listen, then,” exclaimed the old man. “I will close the safe, but I will leave the combination off. See! We must each run some risk in this matter, I suppose; but–I trust you. Once it is over, there will be no delay. A moment and you can be away with ten thousand dollars in your pocket–and with me to do the explaining.”

Why he had allowed the affair to run to so extraordinary a length Van Dam hardly knew, except that he wished to gain time. He had no idea that the mysterious Emile would really come to the house, for Madelon had as much as told him that a far different reason lay behind the young man’s presence in the city.

What did concern Roly, however, the more he considered it, was the possible consequence if the two girls returned. Thus far he had been able to meet each new surprise, each fresh situation, with a resource that amazed himself, but if they came face to face with him and Alfred, his own masquerade would end at once and disastrous explanations would certainly follow. Nevertheless, he could not run away and leave them in an awkward position. As he looked back over the fantastic occurrences of the past hour or more it amused and amazed him to realize how nicely he had fitted into the puzzle–and puzzle it surely was; for the whole sequence of events that had followed the purchase of the white gardenia that lay above his heart was now more bewildering than ever.