"I certainly imagined you would not come to-night," answered Richard.
"Well, better late than never. It is fortunate that we met: it will save you another journey to-morrow night, you know."
"Yes—I am glad that we have met, as my time is now too valuable to waste."
"In that case, we can either return to the Dark House, which is open all night; or you can give me the money in the street. You don't require any receipt, I suppose?"
"No: neither will you require to give me any."
"So I thought: honour among thieves, eh? Excuse the compliment. But, in the first place, have you got the tin?"
"I had the whole amount just now, in my pocket, when I first went to the Dark House."
"Then I suppose it is all there still?"
"Not all. I have parted with fifty pounds out of it."
"The deuce you have! And how came you to do that?" demanded the Resurrection Man gruffly. "I gave you fair warning that I would take nothing less than the entire sum."