Adrien Leroy

"I do sir; it shall be done," replied his servant meekly.

"And now for Leroy's account." With a gleam of fiendish delight in his

eyes, he scrutinized the figures and statements. "Ah! you are getting

them in fast."

"All Mr. Leroy's bills we are getting in--buying up wherever they are

met with, sir, according to your instructions."

"Right, get him into your hands--you know how. Be prepared for--you

know!"

Mr. Harker inclined his head.

"Now for the women. Ah, those dear butterfly creatures will come to the

nasty sticky papers that were meant to catch bluebottles only; well,

then, they must take the consequences. What! Lady Merivale--the fair

Eveline. Does she want to borrow money?"

"She dabbles in the Stock Exchange. I know her business man; he owes us

money, sir, and we know some of his secrets. She has been losing lately,

and has deposited her diamonds, sir--"

"Her diamonds? The famous Merivale diamonds? Where are they?"

"Here, sir." Mr. Harker produced from his long pocket a shallow morocco

case which he tendered mechanically to his employer.

Jasper Vermont opened the case, and gazed on its contents with twinkling

eyes; then, shutting it with a laugh, he leaned back in his chair,

rubbing his smooth fat hands over his chin.

"What will her ladyship do for them, and when were those left? I saw her

last night and--by Heaven! she wore--"

"Paste imitations, sir. I had them made up for her. Did you think the

counterfeit good?"

"Capital. Oh, isn't it rich! that old idiot must have eyed her proudly,

gloating over his famous diamonds on his wife's fair bosom, little

guessing they were Mr. Harker's tawdry glass mockeries. Capital, Harker,

but take care, take care. Remember the duchess who brought her jewels to

pledge, and discovered that they were paste already, and that the duke

had done the transmutation before her. Beware!"

"I am careful, sir, I am careful, very; I do not think--I trust--there

have been no losses, not even small ones. I do my best to secure your

interests."

"Well, I believe you. You keep up the appearances, I hope? Never forget

to tell people that you are only a subordinate, that you are acting for

others and strictly on the instructions given to you by them. The more

you assert it the more they'll think it a falsehood. Keep it up, Harker,

and then, well, you know I keep my promises. By the way, how is the

little Lucy?"