His first thought was for the unpaid-for picture.
"Monet gone, Jack?" he asked, glancing around the room hurriedly in his
anxiety to find it.
"Yea--last night. He came and took it away. Here," (this to the two men)
"shove it close to the wall," pointing to the cabinet. "There--now go
down and get the top, and look out you don't break those little drawers.
What's the matter with you, Samuel? You look as if somebody had walked
over your grave."
"And you had no trouble?"
"Trouble! What are you dilating about, Samuel? We never have any trouble
up here."
"Then it's because I've kept him quiet. I've been three times this week
and held him up--much as I could do to keep him from getting out
a warrant."
"Who?"
"Your one-eyed dealer, as you call him."
"My one-eyed dealer isn't worrying, Samuel. Look at this," and he pulled
out a receipted bill. "His name, isn't it? 'Received in full payment--
Six hundred dollars.' Seems odd, Samuel, doesn't it?"
"Did your governor send the money?"
"Did my governor send the money! My governor isn't so obliging.
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