Yorkville enquirer. [volume] (Yorkville, S.C.) 1855-2006, 1912-05-24

had entered the Strand, where th'
broader roadway permitted less jerkJ
progress. Finag'y Deck spoke.
What did you mean by saying thai
may be you could help me?' he asked
| Goldstein started out of his brown
study.
"Ah," he said, protestingly, "idt II
too noicy to talk seriously here. Hal
a cigar"
] He took an elaborate case from his
pocket and invited Deck to make &
choice. Then he selected a cigar him
self, and as the cab. with the rest Of
the traffic, stopped before a police.
mans raised hand, they got a light
Both smoked in silence until they
drove into the court of the Cecil
Come ubp to my room," said Gold
stein. "Ledt's see whadt arranche-
ments We gan magke."
After a long flight the lift stopped
and Goldstein led the way along the
hall. Then he unlocked a door, and
with a wave Of the hand, invited his
guest to enter.
Mice room," he said, with some sat
isfaction, as he closed the door behind
him, and rang the bell.
Sure it is," agreed Deck, carelessly
He walked to the window and looked
out. Almost Immediately below was
the broad, smooth Victoria embank-
ment, beyond that the sluggish
Thames, and farther away, the smoky
roofs of South London. A little to
the left he could see the buses and
vans crawling over Waterloo bridge
To the right the river came from the
south. Westminster bridge seemed
close and the Gothic towers of the
Houses of Parliament only q step
away.
Fine view," Goldstein went on af-
fably. "Idt's a big cidty."
Pretty big" Deck agreed, laconi-
cally.
''Von'dt you sidt down?"
Thanks" And Deck dropped into
dIl easy CIidlI.
There was knock at the door.
Come I'M" called Goldstein.
The door was opened by q maid in
white cap and apron.
my DEAR" said Goldstein, pater-
nally. will you please pring. some
Scodtch andt sodta vor two? Andt,
say!" he called, as the maid was clos
ing the door, "Can'dt you pring some
ice With idt?"
"Oh, yes, sir" replied the maid. as
she closed the door.
"Sudtch a beople as they are!" sigh
ed Goldstein. They hardly know
whadt ice is. Andt they chargtch so
much vor idt, tool"
Yes" said Deck; they handle Ice
over here as IL 1t were diamonds"
Goldstein looked up quickly.
"Diamondts!" he exclaimed, as he
scanned Decks face KeenIy. "Ah, yes,
as II idt we're diamonds. You are
righdt aboudt idt."
Now" said Deck, what's your
scheme about helping me back to the
real thing?"
WELL" answered Goldstein, slowly
then he paused, and looked at the
door. "Vell-Haf another cigar" and
he extended his case cordially. He
took one himself and lighted 1t delib-
erately. He seemed to be using up all
the time he could. AS he blew out the
match there was another knock at the
door.
Come in" he called, with more
alacrity.
The maid entered with the Scotch
and soda, and set it on the table.
"Tagke a drink" said Goldstein, as
the maid went out. Then he went to
the door and locked 1t.
Deck watched him curiously, as he
slipped his drink, but he felt no appre-
hension. The Jew would be mere
child in his hands.
Il hobpe you are nodt alarmdt adt
my LOCKING the door," he said, as he
poured out his soda.
ooh, no." Deck smiled. Things were
becoming amusing.
You are so mudtch bigger than
am," Goldstein went on, deprecating-
ly. "Andt now ledt us talk about
you"
Don't wait for me to begin"
well, then" there was caution in
the Jews voice, "voudt you be will
ing to go BACK steerage?"
ITO tell the truth, Goldsteln," Deck
laughed, I'm pretty near willing to
undertake to wade"
Goldstein beamed with benevolence.
I'VE gan do mudtch better than
thadt vor you!" he exclaimed. Il see
We shall haf no trouble magking our
arranchements. l will pay your pas
sage steerage."
And what am I to do for this?'
asked Deck, who suspected the quid
pro quo nature of his host
You vill." Goldstein spoke slowly.
you will carry a small package vor
me-"
Whats in it?"
"Idt Is a very small package"
What off"
"Andt We will fix idt in the lining OF
your coadt."
"Ah!" Deck exclaimed, as a light
dawned on him. "Ah, yes! And you're
in the jewelry business? Um-m-m,
been in Amsterdam this trip?"
well, yes" admitted Goldstein
slowly. Il don't mindt tell you l vos
in Amsterdam, budt vos merely trav-
cling vor pleasure, you understand"
"Oh, sure! I understand that all
right. Are you going back in the same
ship with me?"
We'll, yes"
And when the customs inspector
tackles you on the other side you'll be
able to pass without any compromis-
ing admissions or discoveries, OF
course?"
We'll, yes"
"And I'll gather up my blankets
and pass off the steerage gangway
and, of course, a poor devil who came