"So we have succeeded, Craven," said Sharpley, taking out a cigar and beginning to smoke.
"Yes, you managed it quite cleverly."
"Neither Mrs. Craven nor the boy will suspect that you are particularly interested in getting him out of the country."
"No," said Craven, complacently; "I believe I scored a point in my favor with the boy by favoring the project. Had I opposed it, his mother would not have consented, and he knows it."
"Yes, that is well. It will avert suspicion hereafter. Now there is an important point to be considered. What funds are you going to place in my hands to start with?"
"How much shall you need?"
"Well, you must supply me with money at once to pay for tickets—say two hundred and fifty dollars, and a bill of exchange for a thousand dollars, to begin with. More can be sent afterward."
"I hope you won't be too extravagant, Sharpley," said Mr. Craven, a little uneasily.