"I think you have rambled long enough in this thing. It will not benefit any of us in any way to know what the others have done to gain possession of the paper. That it is here is, I think, sufficiently to the point."
There was a subdued clapping of hands at this.
"Bravo, Julia," cried Drevenoff. "To business, I say. That is what we are here for."
"Exactly," spoke Karkowsky. "That is what we are here for. The price——"
"Is what was named before," interrupted Julia. "And the paper is to be delivered when the money is turned over."
"To-morrow?" asked Matsadi.
"To-morrow will do very well," said Karkowsky. "Ready money—no checks, or drafts," cunningly. "They are things not always to be trusted. The hard coin, or the downright bank-note; that is what pleases me in a case like this."
"To-morrow, at noon," said Matsadi, curtly. There was a drawing back of chairs and the sound of several persons arising. "You can be seen here, I suppose?"
"Yes," replied Karkowsky. "We will come here. Have the money in large bills, if possible," with a laugh; "we don't care to be loaded down, if it's to be avoided."