Half A Chance by Frederic S. Isham
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"It--concerns him." "I am all attention, your Lordship." Mr. Gillett's manner was keen, energetic; if he felt surprise he suppressed it. "Good! your lordship's business concerns John Steele." "For reasons that need not be mentioned, I want to find out all I can about him. That, I believe, is the sort of work you undertake. The terms for your services can be arranged later. It is unnecessary to say you will be well paid. I assume you can command competent and trustworthy help, that you have agents, perhaps, in other countries?" Mr. Gillett nodded. "If your lordship would give me some idea of the scope of the inquiry--" The long fingers opened, then closed tightly. "In the first place, you are to ascertain where John Steele was before he came to England; how he got there; what he did. Naturally, if he has lived in a far-away port you would seek to know the ship that brought him there; the names of the captain and the crew." "Your lordship thinks, then, our investigation may lead us to distant lands?" "Who can tell?" The nobleman's voice was sharp, querulous. "That is what you are to find out." "It shall be done, your Lordship," replied the other quickly. "I shall |
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