“Give me the papers,” he said, “and I will give you a check.”
Samuel Standish made no motion to get the papers. Wentworth eyed him in some surprise.
“What is the matter?” he asked.
Standish cleared his throat.
“You agree to give me two hundred dollars,” he said, “while I find that you have more than once offered the boy a thousand dollars for them.”
“Who told you that?”
“Gerald himself.”
“It is a lie,” said Wentworth harshly. “Do you think I am a fool?”
“No; I think you are a very shrewd man. The papers are worth all that you offered for them?”
“How do you know? How can you judge?” demanded Wentworth hastily.