"I'd lay a tenner on it! But you ain't going to stop--you must go! There
must be somebody in the old spot as can swear that them two rings o' yours
is family property, and you must find 'em and bring 'em, if you value your
neck. As to slipping the police, I'll make that right for you, proper!
Now, then, what money have you about you, Mr. Lauriston?"
"Plenty!" answered Lauriston. "Nearly forty pounds--the money I got last
night."
"Will you do exactly what I tell you?" asked Melky, "And do it at once,
without any hesitation, any hanging about, any going home to Mother
Flitwick's, or anything o' that sort?"
"Yes!" replied Lauriston. "I'm so sure you're right, that I will."
"Then you listen to me--careful," said Melky. "See that door in the
corner? As soon as you've finished that pudding, slip out o' that door.
You'll find yourself in a little yard. Go out o' that yard, and you'll
find yourself in a narrow passage. Go straight down the passage, and
you'll come out in Market Street. Go straight down Southwick Street--you
know it--to Oxford and Cambridge Terrace, and you'll see a cab-rank right
in front of you.
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