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"I ran up to that on my
own responsibility, Mr. Longhurst," he added, with a
flush. "I thought it the square thing."
"And so it was," said Mr. Longhurst, patting him kindly
on the shoulder, like a gratified uncle. "Well, you
can drop out now; we take hold ourselves. You can run
it up to five thousand; and if he likes to go beyond
that, he's welcome to the bargain."
"By-the-bye, who is he?" asked Pinkerton. "He looks
away down."
"I've sent Billy to find out"; and at the very moment
Mr. Longhurst received from the hands of one of the
expensive young gentlemen a folded paper. It was
passed round from one to another till it came to me,
and I read: "Harry D. Bellairs, Attorney-at-Law;
defended Clara Varden: twice nearly disbarred."
"Well, that gets me!" observed Mr. Longhurst. "Who can
have put up a shyster [1] like that? No-body with
money, that's a sure thing. Suppose you tried a big
bluff? I think I would, Pink. Well, ta-ta! Your
partner, Mr. Dodd? Happy to have the pleasure of your
acquaintance, sir"; and the great man withdrew.


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