“Very kind of you and Mister Kidd, I am sure,” remarked Quick. “Of course, I am expected to give up value in return?”
“We won’t ask you to give up a dollar.”
“Kidd has the diamond?”
“No——”
“Then you have it?”
“No; as a matter of fact, neither of us have it,” said Enoch.
Quick threw himself back in his chair, and laughed until tears ran down his cheeks.
“You seem to have lost your senses, boy,” he finally said.
“How do you make that out?”
“You come here and offer me that which you haven’t got.”