Chapter nineSmall beads of sweat shone at his temple, and the light of the lamps caught them as they welled beneath the brim of his hat. He shifted on the bench.
The situation was extremely delicate. There were plots and conspiracies, assassinations and simple murders, and the devil take the hindmost.
Lightning quick reflection convinced me that I should dig deeper. I simply had to take the risk. “I agree. I need the gold. But what will keep me from telling my lady?”
“Ah!” he sighed. His piggy eyes glanced furtively to the side. The ruffians pulled the Fristle fifi’s tail, and I had to firmly remember that I was not allowed to intervene. So-called men who torment young women for pleasure are ripe for the garbage.
“You will be under observation.”
Afterwards, I deciphered this as: “We h
