“Of course you will,” replied the Jew. “Ain’t your uncle given you all of it before now? You told me he had made a will remembering you and you only.”
“That’s true,” bitterly replied the other; “that’s true, but he did not become paralyzed in his hands, did he? He could change it any time he wanted to.”
“So he could,” responded the Jew, thoughtfully; “but the question is, did he?”
“Yes, he did.”
“Then how am I going to get my money?” asked the other.
“Oh, Abe, for the love of heaven, don’t be so selfish. If I don’t get it then you won’t, but by putting our heads together, I am sure we can circumvent this lawyer and doctor who have seen fit to put their noses in other people’s business, and I’ll show them that it is not safe to meddle with fire if they don’t want to get burned.”
CHAPTER IV.
“I don’t see how I can help you any,” ventured the pawnbroker, looking furtively at his companion.
“Well, you can; the first thing I need is money, and I must have it.”
“Go on with your scheme,” said the other, “and don’t always be talking about money. I know that promises don’t amount to much. Now then, what are you going to do?”