“Have you diamonds?”

“Yes; and some watches.”

“I don’t think the party I allude to will touch the watches.”

“That don’t matter; I can easily dispose of them here in New York.”

“I’ll go with you to Philadelphia to-night, if you choose?”

“What’s the matter with waiting until to-morrow, eh?”

“As you say.”

“There’s your friend.”

Hare turned and looked toward the door. He gave a little start. Mike Quick had entered the place.

CHAPTER XXII.
DETH KILLED BY ENOCH.