"Can I trust you still?" said Maxwell, in a low tone, and with an
anxious look, after a pause of several minutes.
"I care not whether you trust me or not," replied Vernon, with
characteristic indifference.
"Are you the man you were two months ago? If you are, I need ask no more
questions."
"I am. And now let me tell you, if you have work for me, the pay must be
liberal. I have reformed in one respect, and that is from low prices to
high ones. I have done too many of your little chores for nothing. Good
pay is my motto now."
"Be it so," replied Maxwell, whose suspicions, as Vernon had intended,
were diverted by this by-talk. "I will pay you well. If my plan
succeeds, three thousand."
"Good! that sounds liberal. But suppose it fail?"
"It cannot fail."
"What is the plan? You mean to help old Jaspar out of the scrape, and
save the girl too. How can you do it?"
"There is only one way--marry the girl!"
"Just so," replied Vernon, with an indifference it was hard to assume.
"Here are the whole details of the plan.
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