"Not yet."
"I don't want him to see me at first. I will go into the reading room, and when you get ready invite him in there. First, draw him out and see what he proposes to do."
Mark's confident manner somewhat allayed Edgar's alarm. He was proud and arrogant, but he had little courage.
He sat down on the sofa at the left hand side of the entrance and in about five minutes Hamilton Schuyler swaggered in. He was carefully dressed and had a rose in his buttonhole.
"I am going to the opera this evening with a fashionable party," he said, "and I shall have to hurry up my business with you."
"I am here on time," said Edgar.
"I see. Well, I suppose you have brought the money with you."
"You mean the seventy-five dollars?"
"Of course I do."
"No, Mr. Schuyler, I have not brought the money."