"
The young man who accompanied him had set down his suit-case, and he
now sat down on one of the chairs, and proceeded to lean back and
laugh hilariously.
Montague stood staring from one to the other.
"My God, my God!" said Bates, again. "I hope I may never go through
with a job like this---I believe my hair will be grey before
morning!"
"You forget that you haven't told me yet what's the matter," said
Montague.
"Sure enough," said Bates.
And suddenly he sat up and stared at him.
"Mr. Montague," he exclaimed, "don't go back on us! You've no idea
how I've been working--and it will be the biggest scoop of a
lifetime. Promise me that you won't give us away!"
"I cannot promise you," said Montague, laughing in spite of himself,
"until you tell me what it is."
"I'm afraid you are not going to like it," said Bates. "It was a
mean trick to play on you, but I was desperate. I didn't dare take
the risk myself, and Rodney wasn't dressed for the occasion."
"You haven't introduced your friend," said Montague.
"Oh, excuse me," said Bates.
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