"Very well. You can see her at the Adelphi Hotel, where she stays three days; but at present I want you to do something for me."
"You have only to name it. I'm sure, after your kindness, there is nothing I could refuse you," replied Tommy, warmly.
"It is a mere trifle. I've got a lot of tobacco in cakes, which I would like to have you conceal about your body."
"What for?"
"To avoid paying duty to the custom house," replied Wild Charley.
"That would be smuggling."
"Of course it would, but there is no harm in it."
"It's against the laws, and if I'm found out I shall be put in prison for it."
"Oh, no," replied Charley, "there is no harm in it. They're not very strict, and if you were tumbled to, I should be the principal sufferer."
"Why?"