"Well, as to this young fellow, I shall not come again. I do not
want to be noticed coming here. Keep a shrewd lookout after him."
"There is no fear about that," the man said. "It will be long ere
he is strong enough to walk."
"When he gets better, we will have him taken away to a safe place
outside the town. Once there, I can make him say what I like."
"And if he does not get well?"
"In that case, we will take away his body and bury it outside. I
will see to that myself."
"I understand," the other sneered. "You don't want anyone to know
where it is buried, so as to be able to bring it up against you."
"You attend to your own business," the Jew said angrily. "Why
should I care about what they say? At any rate, there are some
matters between you and me, and there is no fear of your speaking."
"Not until the time comes when I may think it worth my while to
throw away my life, in order to secure your death, Ben Soloman."
"It is of no use talking like that," the Jew said quietly. "We are
useful to each other. I have saved your life from the gibbet, you
have done the work I required. Between us, it is worse than
childish to threaten in the present matter. I do not doubt that you
will do your business well, and you know that you will be well paid
for it; what can either of us require more?"
Charlie would have given a good deal to understand the
conversation, and he would have been specially glad to learn that
Stanislas had escaped with his life; for he had taken a great fancy
to the young Lithuanian, and was grieved by the thought that he had
probably lost his life in his defence.
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