THE UNKNOWN MR. KENT
chorus girls, did you? I put no conditions on what you are to do with the money. It's for you."
"Have you ever sold any green goods?" de- manded Kent "If not, you've certainly missed your calling."
The baron failed to understand this literal translation of an unknown swindle; but he sur- mised that his proffer was being ridiculed, and having made his last pitch in this direction, his face hardened and he displayed the real man he was, resourceful, striving for a new hold. He became quite natural, ready to storm his way through, strike, smash under foot, and pass on.
"You jest," he said, unsmilingly. "You think you can play with me. Good! If you don't induce Rhodes to advance another five million francs, I promise you this : that he shall never get a single centime of the money he has already advanced, and that I shall also tell him that you made me take this decision. How does that strike you, Mr. Richard Kent?"
He sat back with an air of triumph, and waited.
"Strike? How does that strike me? Why, very good, Baron, save for this: that I took a few precautions before I came here. In fact, you rather please me, when I recall that you are some- what younger than I and doubtless lacking in experience. I think you might do well on Wall
Street, or in a good stiff game of poker. Ever