“Then we shall have to pay her another visit.”
“There are only two ways to work her. Either to weedle her or put the screw on.”
“We’ve nothing to put the screw on for—have we?”
“I can say we have, but she’s to be worked.”
“By money?”
“Not by the reward; that she wouldn’t accept upon any consideration.”
Mr. Wrench returned to his lodgings very much disappointed. He had hoped to gain some information as to the whereabouts of his man, but his search in the various “padding kens” of Liverpool had been of no avail.
He determined upon going to the docks on the following day, with the view of ascertaining, if possible, what vessels were about to set sail, and who were their passengers.
Liverpool is a big place, and it is not possible to do much in the way of hunting for a person therein in one day, or indeed in a week.
No. 30.