He knew in some things he could trust the man, and he also
knew that his own death would relieve Credo of many terrors. He knew
that away down in his heart Credo hated him, and there was something
suspicious in the revelation the man was making. It struck our hero that
the fellow was acting with too much readiness. There was no need for the
man to discover this very important secret. Was it possible that Credo
was putting up a job to do away with the man who held him in his power?
It was indeed possible at least, and our hero was slow and cautious. He
did not intend to be trapped like a mouse nibbling at a piece of cheese.
The idea of honor among thieves is a myth. A rogue is a rogue all the
time, and criminals will betray a companion or a friend ninety-nine
times out of a hundred. There is no romance in crime; it is always a
dark record.
"Credo," said Oscar, "you have it nicely arranged here."
"Yes, sir, it's perfect for the matter you have in hand."
"What matter have you in hand?"
"You know."
"Do I?"
"Yes."
"Well?"
"I get the information and trade it. I've traded valuable information to
you."
"That is true, and between us it is business. You were not aware that I
was on to this arrangement?"
The man stared.
"No, I was not.
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