THE PAPERS
"Yes, it's you who have destroyed him, and it makes up for what you've done for me."
"I've done it, you mean, against you? I didn't know," he said, "you'd take it so hard."
Again, as he spoke, the cries sounded out: "Mysterious Disappearance of Prominent Public Man!" It seemed to swell as they listened; Maud started with impatience. "I hate it too much," she said, and quitted him to join the crowd.
He was quickly at her side, however, and before she reached the Strand he had brought her again to a pause. "Do you mean you hate it so much you won't have me?"
It had pulled her up short, and her answer was proportionately straight. "I won't have you if he's dead."
"Then will you if he's not?"
At this she looked at him hard. "Do you know, first?"
"No—blessed if I do."
"On your honour?"
"On my honour."
"Well," she said after an hesitation, "if she doesn't drop me———"
"It's an understood thing?" he pressed.
But again she hung fire. "Well, produce him first."
They stood there striking their bargain, and it was made, by the long look they exchanged, a question of good faith. "I'll produce him," said Howard Bight.
VI
If it had not been a disaster, Beadel-Muffet's plunge into the obscure, it would have been a huge success; so large a space did the prominent public man occupy, for the next few days, in the Papers, so near did he come, nearer certainly than ever before, to supplanting other
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