"The liberal allowance for the rearing of the child, by whom will it be paid?"
"By a firm of respectable London lawyers, whose name and address I will give you, and to whom I shall communicate by telegram to-night. All the future business will be solely between you and them, without interference from any living being."
"Mr. Moss, I thank you; you have performed the office of a friend."
"It was my desire, Cohen. Then you consent?"
"No. I must have time for reflection. In an hour from now you shall have my answer."
"Don't throw away the chance," said Mr. Moss, very earnestly. "Remember it is for Rachel's sake."
"I will remember it; but I must commune with myself. If before one hour has passed you do not see me at the Salutation Hotel, you will understand that I refuse."
"What will you do then, Cohen? How will you manage?"
"God knows. Perhaps He will direct me."
Mr. Moss considered a moment, then took ten five-pound banknotes from his pocket, and laid them on the table.