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Oppenheim, E. Phillips (Edward Phillips), 1866-1946

"A Millionaire of Yesterday"

We're in this
together, sink or swim. If you pull me down you've got to come too.
I'll admit that if Monty were to present himself in London to-morrow
and demand his full pound of flesh we should be ruined, but he isn't
going to do it. By your own showing there is no immediate risk, and
you've got to leave the thing in my hands to do what I think best.
If you play any hanky-panky tricks - look here, Da Souza, I'll kill
you, sure! Do you hear? I could do it, and no one would be the
wiser so far as I was concerned. You take notice of what I say, Da
Souza. You've made a fortune, and be satisfied. That's all!"
"You won't marry Julie, then?" Da Souza said gloomily.
"No, I'm shot if I will!" Trent answered. "And look here, Da Souza,
I'm leaving here for town to-morrow - taken a furnished flat in
Dover Street - you can stay here if you want, but there'll only be
a caretaker in the place. That's all I've got to say. Make yourself
at home with the port and cigars. Last night, you know! You'll
excuse me! I want a breath of fresh air."
Trent strolled through the open window into the garden, and breathed
a deep sigh of relief. He was a free man again now. He had created
new dangers - a new enemy to face - but what did he care? All his
life had been spent in facing dangers and conquering enemies.


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