“Suppose I say yes.”
“Suppose, then, I can arrange to put it in your power to remove them safely—hum—how much?”
There was a stealthy silence. “How much do you want?”
“Fifty thousand.”
Again a silence. “Very well.”
“Agreed!” said Freeman, and his slits of eyes glittered. “Then I have the pleasure to tell you that the job is done.”
“Done?”
“Yes, done! Prince, I have made some great discoveries to-night! First, do you know who Borodin is?”
The prince started. “Not the young Prince Valenko?” he cried.
“Yes. And do you know who else he is? No? He is Borski.”