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Never Trust a LadyBy Victor Canning
Never Trust a Lady
By Victor Canning
Everyone thought that Horace Denby was a good, honest citizen. He was about fifty years old and unmarried, and he lived with a housekeeper who worried over his health. He made locks and was successful enough at his business to have two helpers. Yes, Horace Denby was good and respectable—but not completely honest.
Fifteen years ago Horace had served his first and only time in prison for stealing jewels. The minister at the prison had liked Horace—everyone did—and had tried to help him toward an honest way of life. But Horace did not want to become honest; he only wanted to make sure that his dishonesty never got him into trouble again.
Horace hated prison. He hated the food, the lack of exercise, the ugly worn-out books in the prison library. Horace loved rare, expensive books; this was the reason he robbed a safe every year. Each year he planned carefully just what he would do, stole enough to last for twelve months, and secretly bought the books he loved through an agent.
Now, walking in the bright July sunshine, he felt sure that this year's robbery was going to be as successful as all the others. For two weeks he had been studying the house at Shotover Grange, looking at its rooms, its electric wiring, its paths and its garden. This afternoon the two servants, who remained in the Grange while the family was in London, had gone to the movies. Horace saw them go, and he felt happy, in spite of a little tickle of hay fever in his nose. He came out from behind the garden wall, his tools carefully packed in a bag on his back.
There was about fifteen thousand pounds’ worth of jewels in the Grange safe. If he sold them one by one he expected to get at least five thousand, enough to make him happy for another year. There were three very interesting books coming up for sale in the autumn. Now, he would get the money he wanted to buy them.
He had seen the housekeeper hang the key to the kitchen door on a hook outside. He put on a pair of gloves, took the key, and opened the door. He was always careful not to leave any fingerprints.
A small dog was lying in the kitchen. It stirred, made a noise, and moved its tail in a friendly way.
“All right, Sherry,”Horace said as he passed. All you had to do to keep dogs quiet was to call them by their right names, and show them love.
The safe was in the drawing room, behind a rather poor painting. Horace wondered for a moment whether he should collect pictures instead of books. But they took up too much room. In a small house, books were better.
There was a great bowl of flowers on the table, and Horace felt his nose tickle. He gave a little sneeze and then put down his bag. He carefully arranged his tools. He had four hours before the servants returned.
The safe was not going to be hard to open. After all, he had lived with locks and safes all his life. The burglar alarm was poorly built. He went into the hall to cut its wire. He came back and sneezed loudly as the smell of the flowers came to him again.
How foolish people are when they own valuable things, Horace thought! A magazine article had described this house, giving a plan of all the rooms and a picture of this room. The writer had even mentioned that the painting hid a safe!
But Horace found that the flowers were stopping him in his work. He buried his face in his handkerchief.
Then he heard a voice say from the doorway:
"What is it? A cold or hay fever?"
Before he could think, Horace said. "Hay fever," and found himself sneezing again.
The voice went on. "You can cure it with a special treatment, you know, if you find out just what plant gives you the disease. I think you'd better see a doctor, if you're serious about your work. I heard you from the top of the house just now."
It was a quiet, kindly voice, but one with firmness in it. A woman was standing in the doorway, and Sherry rubbing against her. She was young, quite pretty, and was dressed in a red suit. She walked to the fireplace and straightened the ornaments there.
"Down, Sherry, "she said." Anyone would think I'd been away for a month! "She smiled at Horace, and went on, "However, I came back just in time, though I didn't expect to meet a burglar."
Horace had some hope because she seemed to be amused by meeting him. He might avoid trouble if he treated her the right way. He replied, "I didn't expect to meet one of the family."
She nodded. “I see what an inconvenience it is for you to meet me. What are you going to do?”
Horace said, "My first thought was to run."
"Of course, you could do that. But I would telephone the police and tell them all about you. They’d get you at once."
Horace said: "I would, of course, cut the telephone wires first and then—" he hesitated, a smile on his face, "I would make sure that you could do nothing for some time. A few hours would be enough."
She looked at him seriously. "You'd hurt me?"
Horace paused, and then said: “I think I was trying to frighten you when I said that."
"You didn't frighten me."
Horace suggested: "It would be nice if you would forget you ever saw me. Let me go."
The voice was suddenly sharp. “Why should I? You were going to rob me. If I let you go, you’ll only rob someone else. Society must be protected from men like you.”
Horace smiled. "I'm not a man who threatens society. I steal only from those who have a lot of money. I steal for a very good reason. And I hate the thought of prison."
She laughed, and he begged, thinking that he had persuaded her, “Look, I have no right to ask anything from you, but I'm desperate. Let me go and I promise never to do this kind of thing again. I really mean it.”
She was silent, watching him closely. Then she said: "You are really afraid of going to prison, aren't you?"
She came over to him shaking her head. “I have always liked the wrong kind of people.” she said.
She picked up a silver box from the table and took a cigarette from it. Horace, eager to please her and seeing that she might help him, took off his gloves and gave her his cigarette lighter.
"You'll let me go?" He held the lighter toward her.
"Yes, but only if you'll do something for me."
“Anything you say.”
"Before we left for London, I promised my husband to take my jewels to our bank; but I left them here in the safe. I want to wear them to a party tonight, so I came down to get them, but..."
Horace smiled. "Like a woman, you've forgotten the numbers to open the safe, haven't you?”
"Yes."
"Just leave it to me and you'll have them within an hour. But I'll have to break your safe."
"Don't worry about that. My husband won't be here for a month, and I'll have the safe mended by that time."
And within an hour Horace had opened the safe, given her the jewels, and gone happily away.
For two days he kept his promise to the kind young lady. On the morning of the third day, however, he thought of the books he wanted, and he knew he would have to look for another safe. But he never got the chance to begin his plan. By noon a policeman had arrested him for the jewel robbery at Shotover Grange.
His fingerprints, for he had opened the safe without gloves, were all over the room, and no one believed his story of the wife of the owner of the house asking him to open the safe for her, The wife herself, a gray-haired, sharp-tongued woman of sixty, said that the story was nonsense.
Horace is now the assistant librarian in the prison. He often thinks of that charming, clever young lady who was in the same profession as he was, and who tricked him. He gets very angry when anyone talks about “honour among thieves.”
By Victor Canning
Everyone thought that Horace Denby was a good, honest citizen. He was about fifty years old and unmarried, and he lived with a housekeeper who worried over his health. He made locks and was successful enough at his business to have two helpers. Yes, Horace Denby was good and respectable—but not completely honest.
Fifteen years ago Horace had served his first and only time in prison for stealing jewels. The minister at the prison had liked Horace—everyone did—and had tried to help him toward an honest way of life. But Horace did not want to become honest; he only wanted to make sure that his dishonesty never got him into trouble again.
Horace hated prison. He hated the food, the lack of exercise, the ugly worn-out books in the prison library. Horace loved rare, expensive books; this was the reason he robbed a safe every year. Each year he planned carefully just what he would do, stole enough to last for twelve months, and secretly bought the books he loved through an agent.
Now, walking in the bright July sunshine, he felt sure that this year's robbery was going to be as successful as all the others. For two weeks he had been studying the house at Shotover Grange, looking at its rooms, its electric wiring, its paths and its garden. This afternoon the two servants, who remained in the Grange while the family was in London, had gone to the movies. Horace saw them go, and he felt happy, in spite of a little tickle of hay fever in his nose. He came out from behind the garden wall, his tools carefully packed in a bag on his back.
There was about fifteen thousand pounds’ worth of jewels in the Grange safe. If he sold them one by one he expected to get at least five thousand, enough to make him happy for another year. There were three very interesting books coming up for sale in the autumn. Now, he would get the money he wanted to buy them.
He had seen the housekeeper hang the key to the kitchen door on a hook outside. He put on a pair of gloves, took the key, and opened the door. He was always careful not to leave any fingerprints.
A small dog was lying in the kitchen. It stirred, made a noise, and moved its tail in a friendly way.
“All right, Sherry,”Horace said as he passed. All you had to do to keep dogs quiet was to call them by their right names, and show them love.
The safe was in the drawing room, behind a rather poor painting. Horace wondered for a moment whether he should collect pictures instead of books. But they took up too much room. In a small house, books were better.
There was a great bowl of flowers on the table, and Horace felt his nose tickle. He gave a little sneeze and then put down his bag. He carefully arranged his tools. He had four hours before the servants returned.
The safe was not going to be hard to open. After all, he had lived with locks and safes all his life. The burglar alarm was poorly built. He went into the hall to cut its wire. He came back and sneezed loudly as the smell of the flowers came to him again.
How foolish people are when they own valuable things, Horace thought! A magazine article had described this house, giving a plan of all the rooms and a picture of this room. The writer had even mentioned that the painting hid a safe!
But Horace found that the flowers were stopping him in his work. He buried his face in his handkerchief.
Then he heard a voice say from the doorway:
"What is it? A cold or hay fever?"
Before he could think, Horace said. "Hay fever," and found himself sneezing again.
The voice went on. "You can cure it with a special treatment, you know, if you find out just what plant gives you the disease. I think you'd better see a doctor, if you're serious about your work. I heard you from the top of the house just now."
It was a quiet, kindly voice, but one with firmness in it. A woman was standing in the doorway, and Sherry rubbing against her. She was young, quite pretty, and was dressed in a red suit. She walked to the fireplace and straightened the ornaments there.
"Down, Sherry, "she said." Anyone would think I'd been away for a month! "She smiled at Horace, and went on, "However, I came back just in time, though I didn't expect to meet a burglar."
Horace had some hope because she seemed to be amused by meeting him. He might avoid trouble if he treated her the right way. He replied, "I didn't expect to meet one of the family."
She nodded. “I see what an inconvenience it is for you to meet me. What are you going to do?”
Horace said, "My first thought was to run."
"Of course, you could do that. But I would telephone the police and tell them all about you. They’d get you at once."
Horace said: "I would, of course, cut the telephone wires first and then—" he hesitated, a smile on his face, "I would make sure that you could do nothing for some time. A few hours would be enough."
She looked at him seriously. "You'd hurt me?"
Horace paused, and then said: “I think I was trying to frighten you when I said that."
"You didn't frighten me."
Horace suggested: "It would be nice if you would forget you ever saw me. Let me go."
The voice was suddenly sharp. “Why should I? You were going to rob me. If I let you go, you’ll only rob someone else. Society must be protected from men like you.”
Horace smiled. "I'm not a man who threatens society. I steal only from those who have a lot of money. I steal for a very good reason. And I hate the thought of prison."
She laughed, and he begged, thinking that he had persuaded her, “Look, I have no right to ask anything from you, but I'm desperate. Let me go and I promise never to do this kind of thing again. I really mean it.”
She was silent, watching him closely. Then she said: "You are really afraid of going to prison, aren't you?"
She came over to him shaking her head. “I have always liked the wrong kind of people.” she said.
She picked up a silver box from the table and took a cigarette from it. Horace, eager to please her and seeing that she might help him, took off his gloves and gave her his cigarette lighter.
"You'll let me go?" He held the lighter toward her.
"Yes, but only if you'll do something for me."
“Anything you say.”
"Before we left for London, I promised my husband to take my jewels to our bank; but I left them here in the safe. I want to wear them to a party tonight, so I came down to get them, but..."
Horace smiled. "Like a woman, you've forgotten the numbers to open the safe, haven't you?”
"Yes."
"Just leave it to me and you'll have them within an hour. But I'll have to break your safe."
"Don't worry about that. My husband won't be here for a month, and I'll have the safe mended by that time."
And within an hour Horace had opened the safe, given her the jewels, and gone happily away.
For two days he kept his promise to the kind young lady. On the morning of the third day, however, he thought of the books he wanted, and he knew he would have to look for another safe. But he never got the chance to begin his plan. By noon a policeman had arrested him for the jewel robbery at Shotover Grange.
His fingerprints, for he had opened the safe without gloves, were all over the room, and no one believed his story of the wife of the owner of the house asking him to open the safe for her, The wife herself, a gray-haired, sharp-tongued woman of sixty, said that the story was nonsense.
Horace is now the assistant librarian in the prison. He often thinks of that charming, clever young lady who was in the same profession as he was, and who tricked him. He gets very angry when anyone talks about “honour among thieves.”
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ບໍ່ໄວ້ວາງໃຈເປັນ Lady
ໂດຍ Victor Canning ບຸກຄົນທຸກຄົນຄິດວ່າ Horace Denby ເປັນທີ່ດີ, ພົນລະເມືອງທີ່ຊື່ສັດ. ພຣະອົງໄດ້ແມ່ນປະມານຫ້າສິບປີແລະບໍ່ໄດ້ແຕ່ງງານ, ແລະພຣະອົງມີຊີວິດຢູ່ກັບນາໄມທີ່ເປັນຫ່ວງສຸຂະພາບໃນໄລຍະຂອງຕົນ. ພຣະອົງໄດ້ເຮັດ locks ແລະສົບຜົນສໍາເລັດຢ່າງພຽງພໍຢູ່ທຸລະກິດລາວທີ່ຈະມີສອງຜູ້ຊ່ວຍ. ແມ່ນແລ້ວ, Horace Denby ແມ່ນການທີ່ດີແລະຕາມລໍາດັບ, ແຕ່ວ່າບໍ່ມີຄວາມຊື່ສັດຫມົດ. ສິບຫ້າປີກ່ອນຫນ້ານີ້ Horace ໄດ້ຮັບທີ່ໃຊ້ເວລາທໍາອິດແລະຄົນດຽວຂອງລາວຢູ່ໃນຄຸກສໍາລັບການຂີ້ລັກ jewels. ລັດຖະມົນຕີຢູ່ໃນຄຸກໄດ້ liked Horace ທຸກຄົນ, ບໍ່ມີ, ແລະໄດ້ພະຍາຍາມເພື່ອຊ່ວຍໃຫ້ເຂົາໄປສູ່ການເປັນວິທີການຄວາມຊື່ສັດຂອງຊີວິດ. ແຕ່ Horace ບໍ່ໄດ້ຕ້ອງການທີ່ຈະກາຍເປັນຄວາມຊື່ສັດ; ເຂົາພຽງແຕ່ຕ້ອງການຢາກໃຫ້ແນ່ໃຈວ່າຄວາມບໍ່ຊື່ສັດຂອງພຣະອົງບໍ່ເຄີຍໄດ້ຮັບໃຫ້ເຂົາເຂົ້າໄປໃນບັນຫາໃນການອີກເທື່ອຫນຶ່ງ. Horace ກຽດຄຸກ. ອົງກຽດຊັງການສະບຽງອາຫານ, ການຂາດການອອກກໍາລັງກາຍ, ໃນປຶ້ມ ugly worn ອອກໃນຫ້ອງສະຫມຸດຄຸກໄດ້. Horace ຮັກທີ່ຫາຍາກ, ຫນັງສືມີລາຄາແພງ; ນີ້ແມ່ນເຫດຜົນທີ່ລາວຮັບການ robbed ມີຄວາມປອດໄພໃນທຸກໆປີ. ໃນແຕ່ລະປີມີການວາງແຜນຢ່າງລະອຽດພຽງແຕ່ສິ່ງທີ່ເຂົາຈະເຮັດແນວໃດ, stole ພຽງພໍທີ່ຈະສໍາລັບສິບສອງເດືອນ, ແລະ secretly ຊື້ຫນັງສືທີ່ເຂົາຮັກໂດຍຜ່ານຕົວແທນທີ່ໄດ້. ໃນປັດຈຸບັນ, ເວລາຍ່າງຢູ່ໃນແສງແດດກໍລະກົດທີ່ສົດໃສ, ລາວຮູ້ສຶກວ່າແນ່ໃຈວ່າ robbery ຂອງປີນີ້ເປັນໄປໄດ້ ເປັນສົບຜົນສໍາເລັດດັ່ງທີ່ຄົນອື່ນທັງຫມົດ. ສໍາລັບສອງອາທິດທີ່ທ່ານໄດ້ຮັບການສຶກສາເຮືອນຢູ່ Shotover Grange, ຊອກຫາຢູ່ໃນຫ້ອງຂອງຕົນ, ສາຍໄຟຟ້າຂອງຕົນ, ເສັ້ນທາງໄປສູ່ສວນແລະຂອງຕົນຂອງຕົນ. ຕອນບ່າຍນີ້ທັງສອງຜູ້ຮັບໃຊ້ຂອງ, ຜູ້ທີ່ຍັງຄົງຢູ່ໃນ Grange ໃນຂະນະທີ່ຄອບຄົວແມ່ນໃນລອນດອນ, ໄດ້ໄປຫາຮູບເງົາໄດ້. Horace ໄດ້ເຫັນພວກເຂົາໄປ, ແລະລາວຮູ້ສຶກວ່າມີຄວາມສຸກ, ເຖິງວ່າຈະມີເປັນ tickle ພຽງເລັກນ້ອຍຂອງອາການໄຂ້ hay ຢູ່ໃນດັງຂອງຕົນ. ເຂົາມາອອກຈາກທາງຫລັງຂອງກໍາແພງຫີນສວນ, ເຄື່ອງມືຂອງເຂົາບັນຈຸລະມັດລະວັງໃນຖົງໃນກັບຄືນໄປບ່ອນຂອງຕົນ. ມີມູນຄ່າປະມານສິບຫ້າພັນປອນຂອງ jewels ໃນ Grange ຄວາມປອດໄພໄດ້. ຖ້າຫາກວ່າເຂົາຂາຍໃຫ້ເຂົາເຈົ້າຫນຶ່ງຫນຶ່ງລາວຄາດວ່າຈະໄດ້ຮັບຢ່າງຫນ້ອຍຫ້າພັນຄົນ, ພຽງພໍທີ່ຈະເຮັດໃຫ້ເຂົາມີຄວາມສຸກສໍາລັບປີອື່ນ. ມີຫນັງສືທີ່ຫນ້າສົນໃຈຫຼາຍສາມມາເຖິງສໍາລັບການຂາຍໃນດູໃບໄມ້ລົ່ນໄດ້. ໃນປັດຈຸບັນ, ລາວຈະໄດ້ຮັບເງິນທີ່ເຂົາເຈົ້າຕ້ອງການຢາກໃຫ້ເຂົາເຈົ້າຊື້ໄດ້. ພຣະອົງໄດ້ເຫັນອະນາໄມວາງສາຍທີ່ສໍາຄັນກັບປະຕູເຮືອນຄົວໄດ້ສຸດສຽງເປັນນອກ. ພຣະອົງໄດ້ເອົາໃຈໃສ່ກ່ຽວກັບຄູ່ຂອງຖົງມື, ໄດ້ທີ່ສໍາຄັນ, ແລະໄດ້ເປີດປະຕູໄດ້. ພຣະອົງໄດ້ແມ່ນລະມັດລະວັງສະເຫມີບໍ່ໃຫ້ອອກຈາກ fingerprints ໃດ. A ຫມາຂະຫນາດນ້ອຍນອນຢູ່ໃນເຮືອນຄົວໄດ້. ມັນ stirred, ເຮັດໃຫ້ສິ່ງລົບກວນ, ແລະໄດ້ຍ້າຍຫາງຂອງຕົນໃນວິທີການເປັນມິດ. "ສິດທັງຫມົດ, Sherry," Horace ເວົ້າວ່າເປັນເຂົາໄດ້ຜ່ານການ. ທັງຫມົດທີ່ທ່ານໄດ້ເຮັດແນວໃດເພື່ອຮັກສາຫມາງຽບແມ່ນການໂທຫາພວກເຂົາໂດຍຊື່ຂອງເຂົາເຈົ້າຖືກຕ້ອງ, ແລະສະແດງໃຫ້ເຫັນພວກເຂົາຮັກ. ທີ່ປອດໄພຢູ່ໃນຫ້ອງການແຕ້ມຮູບ, ທາງຫລັງຂອງສີທີ່ທຸກຍາກຫຼາຍ. Horace wondered ສໍາລັບປັດຈຸບັນບໍ່ວ່າຈະເປັນທີ່ເຂົາຄວນຈະເກັບກໍາຮູບພາບແທນທີ່ຈະເປັນຂອງປຶ້ມໄດ້. ແຕ່ພວກເຂົາເຈົ້າໄດ້ເອົາເຖິງຫ້ອງຫຼາຍເກີນໄປ. ໃນເຮືອນຂະຫນາດນ້ອຍ, ປຶ້ມໄດ້ດີກວ່າ. ບໍ່ມີໂຖປັດສະວະທີ່ຍິ່ງໃຫຍ່ຂອງດອກກ່ຽວກັບຕາຕະລາງ, ແລະຮູ້ສຶກວ່າ Horace tickle ດັງຂອງຕົນ. ພຣະອົງໄດ້ໃຫ້ເປັນ sneeze ພຽງເລັກນ້ອຍແລະຫຼັງຈາກນັ້ນເອົາໃຈໃສ່ລົງຖົງຂອງຕົນ. ພຣະອົງໄດ້ລະມັດລະວັງຈັດລຽງເຄື່ອງມືຂອງພຣະອົງ. ພຣະອົງໄດ້ສີ່ຊົ່ວໂມງກ່ອນຜູ້ຮັບໃຊ້ທີ່ໄດ້ກັບຄືນມາ. ທີ່ປອດໄພບໍ່ໄດ້ໄປຈະເປັນການຍາກທີ່ຈະເປີດ. ຫຼັງຈາກທັງຫມົດ, ເຂົາເຈົ້າໄດ້ມີຊີວິດຢູ່ກັບ locks ແລະຕູ້ນິລະໄພທີ່ທັງຫມົດຊີວິດຂອງລາວ. ການປຸກ burglar ໄດ້ຖືກສ້າງຂຶ້ນບໍ່ດີພໍ. ພຣະອົງໄດ້ເຂົ້າໄປໃນຫ້ອງການຈະຕັດສາຍຂອງຕົນ. ພຣະອົງໄດ້ກັບຄືນມາແລະຈາມ loudly ເປັນກິ່ນຫອມຂອງດອກໄດ້ມາຫາພຣະອົງອີກເທື່ອຫນຶ່ງ. ວິທີການປະຊາຊົນໂງ່ຈ້າໃນເວລາທີ່ພວກເຂົາເຈົ້າເປັນເຈົ້າຂອງສິ່ງທີ່ມີຄຸນຄ່າ, Horace ຄິດວ່າ! ບົດຄວາມໃນວາລະສານ A ໄດ້ອະທິບາຍເຮືອນນີ້, ໃຫ້ແຜນການຂອງຫ້ອງການທັງຫມົດແລະຮູບພາບຂອງຫ້ອງນີ້. writer ໄດ້ທີ່ໄດ້ກ່າວມາເຖິງແມ່ນວ່າສີທີ່ເຊື່ອງໄວ້ມີຄວາມປອດໄພ! ແຕ່ Horace ພົບເຫັນວ່າດອກໄດ້ຖືກຢຸດໃຫ້ເຂົາຢູ່ໃນວຽກງານຂອງຕົນ. ພຣະອົງໄດ້ຖືກຝັງໄວ້ກັບໃບຫນ້າຂອງຕົນຢູ່ໃນ handkerchief ຂອງຕົນ. ຫຼັງຈາກນັ້ນ, ເຂົາເຈົ້າໄດ້ຍິນສຽງເວົ້າວ່າຈາກປະຕູ: "? ມັນເປັນແນວໃດເປັນໄຂ້ຫວັດຫຼື hay" ກ່ອນທີ່ທ່ານຈະສາມາດຄິດວ່າ, Horace ເວົ້າວ່າ. "ມີອາການໄຂ້ Hay," ແລະພົບເຫັນຕົນເອງຈາມອີກເທື່ອຫນຶ່ງ. ສຽງການໄດ້. "ທ່ານສາມາດປິ່ນປົວມັນດ້ວຍເປັນການປິ່ນປົວເປັນພິເສດ, ທີ່ທ່ານຮູ້ຈັກ, ຖ້າຫາກວ່າທ່ານຊອກຫາພຽງແຕ່ສິ່ງທີ່ຕົ້ນເຮັດໃຫ້ທ່ານເປັນພະຍາດ. ຂ້າພະເຈົ້າຄິດວ່າທ່ານດີກວ່າສັ່ງໄປຫາທ່ານຫມໍ, ຖ້າຫາກວ່າທ່ານກໍາລັງຮ້າຍແຮງກ່ຽວກັບການເຮັດວຽກຂອງທ່ານ. ຂ້າພະເຈົ້າໄດ້ຍິນທ່ານທີ່ຈາກໄປ ຂອງເຮືອນພຽງແຕ່ໃນປັດຈຸບັນ. ການ " ມັນແມ່ນການທີ່ງຽບສະຫງົບ, ສຽງ kindly, ແຕ່ວ່າຫນຶ່ງໃນບໍລິສັດທີ່ມີຢູ່ໃນມັນ. ແມ່ຍິງຫນຶ່ງໄດ້ຢືນຢູ່ໃນ doorway, ແລະ Sherry rubbing ຕໍ່ຕ້ານນາງ. ນາງແມ່ນໄວຫນຸ່ມ, pretty ດີ, ແລະໄດ້ນຸ່ງຊຸດສີແດງ. ນາງຍ່າງໄປ fireplace ແລະ straightened ໄມ້ປະດັບມີ. "ລົງ, Sherry," ນາງເວົ້າວ່າ. "ໃຜຈະຄິດວ່າຂ້າພະເຈົ້າເຄີຍໄປສໍາລັບເດືອນ!" ນາງຍິ້ມຢູ່ໃນ Horace, ແລະໄດ້ໄປສຸດ, "ຢ່າງໃດກໍຕາມ, ຂ້າພະເຈົ້າກັບຄືນມາພຽງແຕ່ ໃນທີ່ໃຊ້ເວລາ, ເຖິງແມ່ນວ່າຂ້າພະເຈົ້າບໍ່ຄາດວ່າຈະຕອບສະຫນອງຄວາມຂີ້ລັກ ". Horace ໄດ້ມີຄວາມຫວັງບາງເພາະວ່ານາງເບິ່ງຄືວ່າຈະໄດ້ຮັບການຂັບຂັນໂດຍການປະຊຸມເຂົາ. ພຣະອົງຈະຫຼີກເວັ້ນບັນຫາຖ້າຫາກວ່າການປິ່ນປົວຂອງນາງວິທີການສິດທິໃນການ. ເພິ່ນໄດ້ຕອບວ່າ, "ຂ້າພະເຈົ້າບໍ່ຄາດວ່າຈະຕອບສະຫນອງຄວາມຫນຶ່ງຂອງຄອບຄົວ." ນາງ nodded. "ຂ້າພະເຈົ້າເຫັນສິ່ງທີ່ເປັນຄວາມບໍ່ສະດວກມັນແມ່ນສໍາລັບທ່ານເພື່ອຕອບສະຫນອງຂ້າພະເຈົ້າ. ທ່ານກໍາລັງຈະເປັນແນວໃດຈະເຮັດແນວໃດ? " Horace ກ່າວວ່າ, "ຄວາມຄິດທໍາອິດຂອງຂ້າພະເຈົ້ານີ້ແມ່ນເພື່ອດໍາເນີນການ." "ແນ່ນອນ, ທ່ານສາມາດເຮັດແນວນັ້ນ. ແຕ່ຂ້າພະເຈົ້າໂທລະສັບຕໍາຫຼວດແລະບອກໃຫ້ເຂົາເຈົ້າທັງຫມົດກ່ຽວກັບທ່ານ. ພວກເຂົາເຈົ້າຕ້ອງການທີ່ທ່ານໄດ້ຮັບໃນເວລາດຽວ. " Horace ໄດ້ກ່າວວ່າ: "ຂ້າພະເຈົ້າຈະ, ແນ່ນອນ, ການຕັດສາຍໂທລະສັບຄັ້ງທໍາອິດແລະ then-" ເຂົາລັງເລໃຈ, smile ສຸດໃບຫນ້າຂອງພຣະອົງ, "ຂ້າພະເຈົ້າຈະເຮັດໃຫ້ແນ່ໃຈວ່າທ່ານສາມາດເຮັດໄດ້ບໍ່ມີຫຍັງສໍາລັບການໃຊ້ເວລາບາງ A ສອງສາມຊົ່ວໂມງຈະເປັນການພຽງພໍ.. " ລາວໄດ້ຫລຽວເບິ່ງເຂົາຢ່າງຮຸນແຮງ. "ທ່ານສັ່ງເຈັບປວດຂ້າພະເຈົ້າ?" Horace paused, ແລະຫຼັງຈາກນັ້ນໄດ້ກ່າວວ່າ: "ຂ້າພະເຈົ້າຄິດວ່າຂ້າພະເຈົ້າໄດ້ພະຍາຍາມທີ່ຈະຢ້ານກົວໃນເວລາທີ່ທ່ານຂ້າພະເຈົ້າໄດ້ເວົ້າວ່າ." "ທ່ານບໍ່ໄດ້ຢ້ານກົວຂ້າພະເຈົ້າ". Horace ແນະນໍາ: "ມັນຈະເປັນການດີຖ້າຫາກວ່າທ່ານຕ້ອງການ ລືມທ່ານເຄີຍໄດ້ເຫັນຂ້າພະເຈົ້າ. ຂ້າພະເຈົ້າໄປ. " ສຽງແມ່ນແຫຼມຢ່າງກະທັນຫັນ. "ເປັນຫຍັງຈຶ່ງຄວນຂ້າພະເຈົ້າ? ທ່ານໄດ້ຖືກວ່າຈະ rob ຂ້າພະເຈົ້າ. ຖ້າຫາກວ່າຂ້າພະເຈົ້າໃຫ້ທ່ານໄປ, ທ່ານມີພຽງແຕ່ຈະ rob ຜູ້ອື່ນ. ສະມາຄົມຕ້ອງໄດ້ຮັບການປ້ອງກັນຈາກຜູ້ຊາຍຄືທ່ານ." Horace ຍິ້ມ. "ຂ້າພະເຈົ້າບໍ່ແມ່ນຜູ້ຊາຍຜູ້ທີ່ threatens ສັງຄົມ. ຂ້າພະເຈົ້າພຽງແຕ່ລັກຈາກຜູ້ທີ່ມີຢ່າງຫຼາຍຂອງການເງິນ. ຂ້າພະເຈົ້າລັກສໍາລັບເຫດຜົນທີ່ດີຫຼາຍ. ແລະຂ້າພະເຈົ້າກຽດຊັງຄວາມຄິດຂອງຄຸກໄດ້. " ນາງໄດ້ laughed, ແລະພຣະອົງໄດ້ອ້ອນວອນ, ຄິດວ່າເຂົາໄດ້ຊັກຊວນຂອງນາງວ່າ, "ເບິ່ງ, ຂ້າພະເຈົ້າມີສິດທີ່ຈະຂໍສິ່ງໃດຈາກທ່ານທີ່ບໍ່ມີ, ແຕ່ຂ້າພະເຈົ້າຫລາຍທີ່ສຸດ. ຂ້າພະເຈົ້າໄປແລະຂ້າພະເຈົ້າສັນຍາວ່າຈະບໍ່ .. ເຮັດແນວໃດປະເພດຂອງສິ່ງນີ້ອີກເທື່ອຫນຶ່ງຂ້າພະເຈົ້າກໍ່ຫມາຍຄວາມວ່າມັນ " . ນາງ silent, ການສັງເກດເບິ່ງຢ່າງໃກ້ຊິດເຂົາຫຼັງຈາກນັ້ນ, ນາງໄດ້ກ່າວວ່າ: "ທ່ານກໍ່ແມ່ນຄວາມຢ້ານກົວທີ່ຈະໄປຄຸກ, ແມ່ນບໍ່ທ່ານ?" ນາງໄດ້ມາໃນໄລຍະທີ່ພຣະມືສັ່ນຫົວຂອງນາງ. "ຂ້າພະເຈົ້າໄດ້ liked ສະເຫມີຜິດປະເພດຂອງປະຊາຊົນ." ນາງເວົ້າວ່າ. ນາງເກັບຂຶ້ນ box ເງິນຈາກຕາຕະລາງແລະໄດ້ຢາສູບຈາກມັນ. Horace, eager ກັບກະລຸນາຂອງນາງແລະເຫັນວ່ານາງອາດຈະຊ່ວຍໃຫ້ເຂົາ, ໄດ້ໄປໃສ່ຖົງມືຂອງລາວແລະ ໃຫ້ນາງຢາສູບຂອງຕົນສີມ້ານ. "ທ່ານຈະໃຫ້ຂ້າພະເຈົ້າໄປ?" ພຣະອົງໄດ້ຈັດຂຶ້ນໃນວັນສີມ້ານໃສ່ຂອງນາງ. "ແມ່ນແລ້ວ, ແຕ່ວ່າພຽງແຕ່ຖ້າວ່າທ່ານຈະເຮັດແນວໃດບາງສິ່ງບາງຢ່າງສໍາລັບຂ້າພະເຈົ້າ." "ສິ່ງໃດແດ່ທີ່ທ່ານເວົ້າວ່າ." "ກ່ອນທີ່ພວກເຮົາໄວ້ສໍາລັບການລອນດອນ, ຂ້າພະເຈົ້າສັນຍາວ່າສາມີຂອງຂ້າພະເຈົ້າທີ່ຈະ jewels ຂອງຂ້າພະເຈົ້າກັບທະນາຄານຂອງພວກເຮົາ; ແຕ່ຂ້າພະເຈົ້າໄວ້ໃຫ້ເຂົາເຈົ້າຢູ່ທີ່ນີ້ໃນຄວາມປອດໄພ. ຂ້າພະເຈົ້າຕ້ອງການທີ່ຈະໃສ່ໃຫ້ເຂົາເຈົ້າກັບຄືນທີ່ພັກເປັນ, ສະນັ້ນຂ້າພະເຈົ້າມາລົງເພື່ອໃຫ້ໄດ້ຮັບໃຫ້ເຂົາເຈົ້າ, ແຕ່ ... " Horace ຍິ້ມ. "ເຊັ່ນດຽວກັນແມ່ຍິງ, ທ່ານໄດ້ລືມຕົວເລກໃນການເປີດທີ່ປອດໄພ, ບໍ່ໄດ້ບໍ?" "ແມ່ນແລ້ວ . " "ພຽງແຕ່ໃຫ້ອອກຈາກມັນກັບຂ້າພະເຈົ້າແລະທ່ານຈະມີໃຫ້ເຂົາເຈົ້າພາຍໃນຫນຶ່ງຊົ່ວໂມງ. ແຕ່ຂ້າພະເຈົ້າຈະມີການທໍາລາຍຄວາມປອດໄພຂອງທ່ານ." "ຢ່າກັງວົນກ່ຽວກັບວ່າ. ສາມີຂອງຂ້າພະເຈົ້າຈະບໍ່ໄດ້ຢູ່ສໍາລັບເດືອນ, ແລະຂ້າພະເຈົ້າ ຈະມີຄວາມປອດໄພ mended ໂດຍໃຊ້ເວລາວ່າ. " ແລະພາຍໃນຊົ່ວໂມງ Horace ໄດ້ເປີດທີ່ປອດໄພ, ໃຫ້ນາງ jewels, ແລະຫມົດໄປຢ່າງມີຄວາມສຸກທັນທີ. ສໍາລັບສອງມື້ເກັບຮັກສາໄວ້ສັນຍາກັບປະເພດຂອງ lady ອ່ອນ. ໃນຕອນເຊົ້າຂອງວັນທີສາມໄດ້, ຢ່າງໃດກໍຕາມ, ເຂົາເຈົ້າຄິດວ່າຫນັງສືທີ່ເຂົາຕ້ອງການຢາກໄດ້, ແລະພຣະອົງຮູ້ວ່າພຣະອົງຈະມີເພື່ອເບິ່ງສໍາລັບຄວາມປອດໄພຄົນອື່ນ. ແຕ່ເຂົາບໍ່ເຄີຍໄດ້ຮັບໂອກາດທີ່ຈະເລີ່ມຕົ້ນແຜນການຂອງພຣະອົງ. ໂດຍ noon ຕໍາຫລວດຄົນນື່ງໄດ້ຖືກຈັບກຸມພຣະອົງສໍາລັບ robbery jewel ໃນ Shotover Grange. fingerprints ຂອງພຣະອົງ, ສໍາລັບການທີ່ທ່ານໄດ້ເປີດທີ່ປອດໄພໂດຍບໍ່ມີການໃສ່ຖົງມື, ໄດ້ທັງຫມົດໃນໄລຍະຫ້ອງການ, ແລະບໍ່ມີໃຜເຊື່ອວ່າເລື່ອງລາວຂອງພັນລະຍາຂອງເຈົ້າຂອງເຮືອນໄດ້ຂໍໃຫ້ເຂົາ ການເປີດທີ່ປອດໄພສໍາລັບການຂອງນາງ, ພັນລະຍາຂອງຕົນເອງ, ເປັນ, ແມ່ຍິງແຫຼມ, ປາກ, ສີຂີ້ເຖົ່າ, ມີຂົນຂອງ sixty, ກ່າວວ່າເລື່ອງນີ້ nonsense. Horace ຈຸບັນນີ້ແມ່ນຫ້ອງສະຫມຸດຊ່ວຍໃນຄຸກໄດ້. ເຂົາມັກຈະຄິດວ່າການທີ່ charming, lady ໄວຫນຸ່ມ clever ຜູ້ທີ່ຢູ່ໃນປະກອບອາຊີບດຽວກັນກັບທ່ານນີ້, ແລະຜູ້ທີ່ຫລອກເຂົາ. ພຣະອົງໄດ້ຮັບການໃຈຮ້າຍຫຼາຍໃນເວລາໃດເວົ້າກ່ຽວກັບການ "ກຽດສັກສີໃນບັນດາ thieves."
ໂດຍ Victor Canning ບຸກຄົນທຸກຄົນຄິດວ່າ Horace Denby ເປັນທີ່ດີ, ພົນລະເມືອງທີ່ຊື່ສັດ. ພຣະອົງໄດ້ແມ່ນປະມານຫ້າສິບປີແລະບໍ່ໄດ້ແຕ່ງງານ, ແລະພຣະອົງມີຊີວິດຢູ່ກັບນາໄມທີ່ເປັນຫ່ວງສຸຂະພາບໃນໄລຍະຂອງຕົນ. ພຣະອົງໄດ້ເຮັດ locks ແລະສົບຜົນສໍາເລັດຢ່າງພຽງພໍຢູ່ທຸລະກິດລາວທີ່ຈະມີສອງຜູ້ຊ່ວຍ. ແມ່ນແລ້ວ, Horace Denby ແມ່ນການທີ່ດີແລະຕາມລໍາດັບ, ແຕ່ວ່າບໍ່ມີຄວາມຊື່ສັດຫມົດ. ສິບຫ້າປີກ່ອນຫນ້ານີ້ Horace ໄດ້ຮັບທີ່ໃຊ້ເວລາທໍາອິດແລະຄົນດຽວຂອງລາວຢູ່ໃນຄຸກສໍາລັບການຂີ້ລັກ jewels. ລັດຖະມົນຕີຢູ່ໃນຄຸກໄດ້ liked Horace ທຸກຄົນ, ບໍ່ມີ, ແລະໄດ້ພະຍາຍາມເພື່ອຊ່ວຍໃຫ້ເຂົາໄປສູ່ການເປັນວິທີການຄວາມຊື່ສັດຂອງຊີວິດ. ແຕ່ Horace ບໍ່ໄດ້ຕ້ອງການທີ່ຈະກາຍເປັນຄວາມຊື່ສັດ; ເຂົາພຽງແຕ່ຕ້ອງການຢາກໃຫ້ແນ່ໃຈວ່າຄວາມບໍ່ຊື່ສັດຂອງພຣະອົງບໍ່ເຄີຍໄດ້ຮັບໃຫ້ເຂົາເຂົ້າໄປໃນບັນຫາໃນການອີກເທື່ອຫນຶ່ງ. Horace ກຽດຄຸກ. ອົງກຽດຊັງການສະບຽງອາຫານ, ການຂາດການອອກກໍາລັງກາຍ, ໃນປຶ້ມ ugly worn ອອກໃນຫ້ອງສະຫມຸດຄຸກໄດ້. Horace ຮັກທີ່ຫາຍາກ, ຫນັງສືມີລາຄາແພງ; ນີ້ແມ່ນເຫດຜົນທີ່ລາວຮັບການ robbed ມີຄວາມປອດໄພໃນທຸກໆປີ. ໃນແຕ່ລະປີມີການວາງແຜນຢ່າງລະອຽດພຽງແຕ່ສິ່ງທີ່ເຂົາຈະເຮັດແນວໃດ, stole ພຽງພໍທີ່ຈະສໍາລັບສິບສອງເດືອນ, ແລະ secretly ຊື້ຫນັງສືທີ່ເຂົາຮັກໂດຍຜ່ານຕົວແທນທີ່ໄດ້. ໃນປັດຈຸບັນ, ເວລາຍ່າງຢູ່ໃນແສງແດດກໍລະກົດທີ່ສົດໃສ, ລາວຮູ້ສຶກວ່າແນ່ໃຈວ່າ robbery ຂອງປີນີ້ເປັນໄປໄດ້ ເປັນສົບຜົນສໍາເລັດດັ່ງທີ່ຄົນອື່ນທັງຫມົດ. ສໍາລັບສອງອາທິດທີ່ທ່ານໄດ້ຮັບການສຶກສາເຮືອນຢູ່ Shotover Grange, ຊອກຫາຢູ່ໃນຫ້ອງຂອງຕົນ, ສາຍໄຟຟ້າຂອງຕົນ, ເສັ້ນທາງໄປສູ່ສວນແລະຂອງຕົນຂອງຕົນ. ຕອນບ່າຍນີ້ທັງສອງຜູ້ຮັບໃຊ້ຂອງ, ຜູ້ທີ່ຍັງຄົງຢູ່ໃນ Grange ໃນຂະນະທີ່ຄອບຄົວແມ່ນໃນລອນດອນ, ໄດ້ໄປຫາຮູບເງົາໄດ້. Horace ໄດ້ເຫັນພວກເຂົາໄປ, ແລະລາວຮູ້ສຶກວ່າມີຄວາມສຸກ, ເຖິງວ່າຈະມີເປັນ tickle ພຽງເລັກນ້ອຍຂອງອາການໄຂ້ hay ຢູ່ໃນດັງຂອງຕົນ. ເຂົາມາອອກຈາກທາງຫລັງຂອງກໍາແພງຫີນສວນ, ເຄື່ອງມືຂອງເຂົາບັນຈຸລະມັດລະວັງໃນຖົງໃນກັບຄືນໄປບ່ອນຂອງຕົນ. ມີມູນຄ່າປະມານສິບຫ້າພັນປອນຂອງ jewels ໃນ Grange ຄວາມປອດໄພໄດ້. ຖ້າຫາກວ່າເຂົາຂາຍໃຫ້ເຂົາເຈົ້າຫນຶ່ງຫນຶ່ງລາວຄາດວ່າຈະໄດ້ຮັບຢ່າງຫນ້ອຍຫ້າພັນຄົນ, ພຽງພໍທີ່ຈະເຮັດໃຫ້ເຂົາມີຄວາມສຸກສໍາລັບປີອື່ນ. ມີຫນັງສືທີ່ຫນ້າສົນໃຈຫຼາຍສາມມາເຖິງສໍາລັບການຂາຍໃນດູໃບໄມ້ລົ່ນໄດ້. ໃນປັດຈຸບັນ, ລາວຈະໄດ້ຮັບເງິນທີ່ເຂົາເຈົ້າຕ້ອງການຢາກໃຫ້ເຂົາເຈົ້າຊື້ໄດ້. ພຣະອົງໄດ້ເຫັນອະນາໄມວາງສາຍທີ່ສໍາຄັນກັບປະຕູເຮືອນຄົວໄດ້ສຸດສຽງເປັນນອກ. ພຣະອົງໄດ້ເອົາໃຈໃສ່ກ່ຽວກັບຄູ່ຂອງຖົງມື, ໄດ້ທີ່ສໍາຄັນ, ແລະໄດ້ເປີດປະຕູໄດ້. ພຣະອົງໄດ້ແມ່ນລະມັດລະວັງສະເຫມີບໍ່ໃຫ້ອອກຈາກ fingerprints ໃດ. A ຫມາຂະຫນາດນ້ອຍນອນຢູ່ໃນເຮືອນຄົວໄດ້. ມັນ stirred, ເຮັດໃຫ້ສິ່ງລົບກວນ, ແລະໄດ້ຍ້າຍຫາງຂອງຕົນໃນວິທີການເປັນມິດ. "ສິດທັງຫມົດ, Sherry," Horace ເວົ້າວ່າເປັນເຂົາໄດ້ຜ່ານການ. ທັງຫມົດທີ່ທ່ານໄດ້ເຮັດແນວໃດເພື່ອຮັກສາຫມາງຽບແມ່ນການໂທຫາພວກເຂົາໂດຍຊື່ຂອງເຂົາເຈົ້າຖືກຕ້ອງ, ແລະສະແດງໃຫ້ເຫັນພວກເຂົາຮັກ. ທີ່ປອດໄພຢູ່ໃນຫ້ອງການແຕ້ມຮູບ, ທາງຫລັງຂອງສີທີ່ທຸກຍາກຫຼາຍ. Horace wondered ສໍາລັບປັດຈຸບັນບໍ່ວ່າຈະເປັນທີ່ເຂົາຄວນຈະເກັບກໍາຮູບພາບແທນທີ່ຈະເປັນຂອງປຶ້ມໄດ້. ແຕ່ພວກເຂົາເຈົ້າໄດ້ເອົາເຖິງຫ້ອງຫຼາຍເກີນໄປ. ໃນເຮືອນຂະຫນາດນ້ອຍ, ປຶ້ມໄດ້ດີກວ່າ. ບໍ່ມີໂຖປັດສະວະທີ່ຍິ່ງໃຫຍ່ຂອງດອກກ່ຽວກັບຕາຕະລາງ, ແລະຮູ້ສຶກວ່າ Horace tickle ດັງຂອງຕົນ. ພຣະອົງໄດ້ໃຫ້ເປັນ sneeze ພຽງເລັກນ້ອຍແລະຫຼັງຈາກນັ້ນເອົາໃຈໃສ່ລົງຖົງຂອງຕົນ. ພຣະອົງໄດ້ລະມັດລະວັງຈັດລຽງເຄື່ອງມືຂອງພຣະອົງ. ພຣະອົງໄດ້ສີ່ຊົ່ວໂມງກ່ອນຜູ້ຮັບໃຊ້ທີ່ໄດ້ກັບຄືນມາ. ທີ່ປອດໄພບໍ່ໄດ້ໄປຈະເປັນການຍາກທີ່ຈະເປີດ. ຫຼັງຈາກທັງຫມົດ, ເຂົາເຈົ້າໄດ້ມີຊີວິດຢູ່ກັບ locks ແລະຕູ້ນິລະໄພທີ່ທັງຫມົດຊີວິດຂອງລາວ. ການປຸກ burglar ໄດ້ຖືກສ້າງຂຶ້ນບໍ່ດີພໍ. ພຣະອົງໄດ້ເຂົ້າໄປໃນຫ້ອງການຈະຕັດສາຍຂອງຕົນ. ພຣະອົງໄດ້ກັບຄືນມາແລະຈາມ loudly ເປັນກິ່ນຫອມຂອງດອກໄດ້ມາຫາພຣະອົງອີກເທື່ອຫນຶ່ງ. ວິທີການປະຊາຊົນໂງ່ຈ້າໃນເວລາທີ່ພວກເຂົາເຈົ້າເປັນເຈົ້າຂອງສິ່ງທີ່ມີຄຸນຄ່າ, Horace ຄິດວ່າ! ບົດຄວາມໃນວາລະສານ A ໄດ້ອະທິບາຍເຮືອນນີ້, ໃຫ້ແຜນການຂອງຫ້ອງການທັງຫມົດແລະຮູບພາບຂອງຫ້ອງນີ້. writer ໄດ້ທີ່ໄດ້ກ່າວມາເຖິງແມ່ນວ່າສີທີ່ເຊື່ອງໄວ້ມີຄວາມປອດໄພ! ແຕ່ Horace ພົບເຫັນວ່າດອກໄດ້ຖືກຢຸດໃຫ້ເຂົາຢູ່ໃນວຽກງານຂອງຕົນ. ພຣະອົງໄດ້ຖືກຝັງໄວ້ກັບໃບຫນ້າຂອງຕົນຢູ່ໃນ handkerchief ຂອງຕົນ. ຫຼັງຈາກນັ້ນ, ເຂົາເຈົ້າໄດ້ຍິນສຽງເວົ້າວ່າຈາກປະຕູ: "? ມັນເປັນແນວໃດເປັນໄຂ້ຫວັດຫຼື hay" ກ່ອນທີ່ທ່ານຈະສາມາດຄິດວ່າ, Horace ເວົ້າວ່າ. "ມີອາການໄຂ້ Hay," ແລະພົບເຫັນຕົນເອງຈາມອີກເທື່ອຫນຶ່ງ. ສຽງການໄດ້. "ທ່ານສາມາດປິ່ນປົວມັນດ້ວຍເປັນການປິ່ນປົວເປັນພິເສດ, ທີ່ທ່ານຮູ້ຈັກ, ຖ້າຫາກວ່າທ່ານຊອກຫາພຽງແຕ່ສິ່ງທີ່ຕົ້ນເຮັດໃຫ້ທ່ານເປັນພະຍາດ. ຂ້າພະເຈົ້າຄິດວ່າທ່ານດີກວ່າສັ່ງໄປຫາທ່ານຫມໍ, ຖ້າຫາກວ່າທ່ານກໍາລັງຮ້າຍແຮງກ່ຽວກັບການເຮັດວຽກຂອງທ່ານ. ຂ້າພະເຈົ້າໄດ້ຍິນທ່ານທີ່ຈາກໄປ ຂອງເຮືອນພຽງແຕ່ໃນປັດຈຸບັນ. ການ " ມັນແມ່ນການທີ່ງຽບສະຫງົບ, ສຽງ kindly, ແຕ່ວ່າຫນຶ່ງໃນບໍລິສັດທີ່ມີຢູ່ໃນມັນ. ແມ່ຍິງຫນຶ່ງໄດ້ຢືນຢູ່ໃນ doorway, ແລະ Sherry rubbing ຕໍ່ຕ້ານນາງ. ນາງແມ່ນໄວຫນຸ່ມ, pretty ດີ, ແລະໄດ້ນຸ່ງຊຸດສີແດງ. ນາງຍ່າງໄປ fireplace ແລະ straightened ໄມ້ປະດັບມີ. "ລົງ, Sherry," ນາງເວົ້າວ່າ. "ໃຜຈະຄິດວ່າຂ້າພະເຈົ້າເຄີຍໄປສໍາລັບເດືອນ!" ນາງຍິ້ມຢູ່ໃນ Horace, ແລະໄດ້ໄປສຸດ, "ຢ່າງໃດກໍຕາມ, ຂ້າພະເຈົ້າກັບຄືນມາພຽງແຕ່ ໃນທີ່ໃຊ້ເວລາ, ເຖິງແມ່ນວ່າຂ້າພະເຈົ້າບໍ່ຄາດວ່າຈະຕອບສະຫນອງຄວາມຂີ້ລັກ ". Horace ໄດ້ມີຄວາມຫວັງບາງເພາະວ່ານາງເບິ່ງຄືວ່າຈະໄດ້ຮັບການຂັບຂັນໂດຍການປະຊຸມເຂົາ. ພຣະອົງຈະຫຼີກເວັ້ນບັນຫາຖ້າຫາກວ່າການປິ່ນປົວຂອງນາງວິທີການສິດທິໃນການ. ເພິ່ນໄດ້ຕອບວ່າ, "ຂ້າພະເຈົ້າບໍ່ຄາດວ່າຈະຕອບສະຫນອງຄວາມຫນຶ່ງຂອງຄອບຄົວ." ນາງ nodded. "ຂ້າພະເຈົ້າເຫັນສິ່ງທີ່ເປັນຄວາມບໍ່ສະດວກມັນແມ່ນສໍາລັບທ່ານເພື່ອຕອບສະຫນອງຂ້າພະເຈົ້າ. ທ່ານກໍາລັງຈະເປັນແນວໃດຈະເຮັດແນວໃດ? " Horace ກ່າວວ່າ, "ຄວາມຄິດທໍາອິດຂອງຂ້າພະເຈົ້ານີ້ແມ່ນເພື່ອດໍາເນີນການ." "ແນ່ນອນ, ທ່ານສາມາດເຮັດແນວນັ້ນ. ແຕ່ຂ້າພະເຈົ້າໂທລະສັບຕໍາຫຼວດແລະບອກໃຫ້ເຂົາເຈົ້າທັງຫມົດກ່ຽວກັບທ່ານ. ພວກເຂົາເຈົ້າຕ້ອງການທີ່ທ່ານໄດ້ຮັບໃນເວລາດຽວ. " Horace ໄດ້ກ່າວວ່າ: "ຂ້າພະເຈົ້າຈະ, ແນ່ນອນ, ການຕັດສາຍໂທລະສັບຄັ້ງທໍາອິດແລະ then-" ເຂົາລັງເລໃຈ, smile ສຸດໃບຫນ້າຂອງພຣະອົງ, "ຂ້າພະເຈົ້າຈະເຮັດໃຫ້ແນ່ໃຈວ່າທ່ານສາມາດເຮັດໄດ້ບໍ່ມີຫຍັງສໍາລັບການໃຊ້ເວລາບາງ A ສອງສາມຊົ່ວໂມງຈະເປັນການພຽງພໍ.. " ລາວໄດ້ຫລຽວເບິ່ງເຂົາຢ່າງຮຸນແຮງ. "ທ່ານສັ່ງເຈັບປວດຂ້າພະເຈົ້າ?" Horace paused, ແລະຫຼັງຈາກນັ້ນໄດ້ກ່າວວ່າ: "ຂ້າພະເຈົ້າຄິດວ່າຂ້າພະເຈົ້າໄດ້ພະຍາຍາມທີ່ຈະຢ້ານກົວໃນເວລາທີ່ທ່ານຂ້າພະເຈົ້າໄດ້ເວົ້າວ່າ." "ທ່ານບໍ່ໄດ້ຢ້ານກົວຂ້າພະເຈົ້າ". Horace ແນະນໍາ: "ມັນຈະເປັນການດີຖ້າຫາກວ່າທ່ານຕ້ອງການ ລືມທ່ານເຄີຍໄດ້ເຫັນຂ້າພະເຈົ້າ. ຂ້າພະເຈົ້າໄປ. " ສຽງແມ່ນແຫຼມຢ່າງກະທັນຫັນ. "ເປັນຫຍັງຈຶ່ງຄວນຂ້າພະເຈົ້າ? ທ່ານໄດ້ຖືກວ່າຈະ rob ຂ້າພະເຈົ້າ. ຖ້າຫາກວ່າຂ້າພະເຈົ້າໃຫ້ທ່ານໄປ, ທ່ານມີພຽງແຕ່ຈະ rob ຜູ້ອື່ນ. ສະມາຄົມຕ້ອງໄດ້ຮັບການປ້ອງກັນຈາກຜູ້ຊາຍຄືທ່ານ." Horace ຍິ້ມ. "ຂ້າພະເຈົ້າບໍ່ແມ່ນຜູ້ຊາຍຜູ້ທີ່ threatens ສັງຄົມ. ຂ້າພະເຈົ້າພຽງແຕ່ລັກຈາກຜູ້ທີ່ມີຢ່າງຫຼາຍຂອງການເງິນ. ຂ້າພະເຈົ້າລັກສໍາລັບເຫດຜົນທີ່ດີຫຼາຍ. ແລະຂ້າພະເຈົ້າກຽດຊັງຄວາມຄິດຂອງຄຸກໄດ້. " ນາງໄດ້ laughed, ແລະພຣະອົງໄດ້ອ້ອນວອນ, ຄິດວ່າເຂົາໄດ້ຊັກຊວນຂອງນາງວ່າ, "ເບິ່ງ, ຂ້າພະເຈົ້າມີສິດທີ່ຈະຂໍສິ່ງໃດຈາກທ່ານທີ່ບໍ່ມີ, ແຕ່ຂ້າພະເຈົ້າຫລາຍທີ່ສຸດ. ຂ້າພະເຈົ້າໄປແລະຂ້າພະເຈົ້າສັນຍາວ່າຈະບໍ່ .. ເຮັດແນວໃດປະເພດຂອງສິ່ງນີ້ອີກເທື່ອຫນຶ່ງຂ້າພະເຈົ້າກໍ່ຫມາຍຄວາມວ່າມັນ " . ນາງ silent, ການສັງເກດເບິ່ງຢ່າງໃກ້ຊິດເຂົາຫຼັງຈາກນັ້ນ, ນາງໄດ້ກ່າວວ່າ: "ທ່ານກໍ່ແມ່ນຄວາມຢ້ານກົວທີ່ຈະໄປຄຸກ, ແມ່ນບໍ່ທ່ານ?" ນາງໄດ້ມາໃນໄລຍະທີ່ພຣະມືສັ່ນຫົວຂອງນາງ. "ຂ້າພະເຈົ້າໄດ້ liked ສະເຫມີຜິດປະເພດຂອງປະຊາຊົນ." ນາງເວົ້າວ່າ. ນາງເກັບຂຶ້ນ box ເງິນຈາກຕາຕະລາງແລະໄດ້ຢາສູບຈາກມັນ. Horace, eager ກັບກະລຸນາຂອງນາງແລະເຫັນວ່ານາງອາດຈະຊ່ວຍໃຫ້ເຂົາ, ໄດ້ໄປໃສ່ຖົງມືຂອງລາວແລະ ໃຫ້ນາງຢາສູບຂອງຕົນສີມ້ານ. "ທ່ານຈະໃຫ້ຂ້າພະເຈົ້າໄປ?" ພຣະອົງໄດ້ຈັດຂຶ້ນໃນວັນສີມ້ານໃສ່ຂອງນາງ. "ແມ່ນແລ້ວ, ແຕ່ວ່າພຽງແຕ່ຖ້າວ່າທ່ານຈະເຮັດແນວໃດບາງສິ່ງບາງຢ່າງສໍາລັບຂ້າພະເຈົ້າ." "ສິ່ງໃດແດ່ທີ່ທ່ານເວົ້າວ່າ." "ກ່ອນທີ່ພວກເຮົາໄວ້ສໍາລັບການລອນດອນ, ຂ້າພະເຈົ້າສັນຍາວ່າສາມີຂອງຂ້າພະເຈົ້າທີ່ຈະ jewels ຂອງຂ້າພະເຈົ້າກັບທະນາຄານຂອງພວກເຮົາ; ແຕ່ຂ້າພະເຈົ້າໄວ້ໃຫ້ເຂົາເຈົ້າຢູ່ທີ່ນີ້ໃນຄວາມປອດໄພ. ຂ້າພະເຈົ້າຕ້ອງການທີ່ຈະໃສ່ໃຫ້ເຂົາເຈົ້າກັບຄືນທີ່ພັກເປັນ, ສະນັ້ນຂ້າພະເຈົ້າມາລົງເພື່ອໃຫ້ໄດ້ຮັບໃຫ້ເຂົາເຈົ້າ, ແຕ່ ... " Horace ຍິ້ມ. "ເຊັ່ນດຽວກັນແມ່ຍິງ, ທ່ານໄດ້ລືມຕົວເລກໃນການເປີດທີ່ປອດໄພ, ບໍ່ໄດ້ບໍ?" "ແມ່ນແລ້ວ . " "ພຽງແຕ່ໃຫ້ອອກຈາກມັນກັບຂ້າພະເຈົ້າແລະທ່ານຈະມີໃຫ້ເຂົາເຈົ້າພາຍໃນຫນຶ່ງຊົ່ວໂມງ. ແຕ່ຂ້າພະເຈົ້າຈະມີການທໍາລາຍຄວາມປອດໄພຂອງທ່ານ." "ຢ່າກັງວົນກ່ຽວກັບວ່າ. ສາມີຂອງຂ້າພະເຈົ້າຈະບໍ່ໄດ້ຢູ່ສໍາລັບເດືອນ, ແລະຂ້າພະເຈົ້າ ຈະມີຄວາມປອດໄພ mended ໂດຍໃຊ້ເວລາວ່າ. " ແລະພາຍໃນຊົ່ວໂມງ Horace ໄດ້ເປີດທີ່ປອດໄພ, ໃຫ້ນາງ jewels, ແລະຫມົດໄປຢ່າງມີຄວາມສຸກທັນທີ. ສໍາລັບສອງມື້ເກັບຮັກສາໄວ້ສັນຍາກັບປະເພດຂອງ lady ອ່ອນ. ໃນຕອນເຊົ້າຂອງວັນທີສາມໄດ້, ຢ່າງໃດກໍຕາມ, ເຂົາເຈົ້າຄິດວ່າຫນັງສືທີ່ເຂົາຕ້ອງການຢາກໄດ້, ແລະພຣະອົງຮູ້ວ່າພຣະອົງຈະມີເພື່ອເບິ່ງສໍາລັບຄວາມປອດໄພຄົນອື່ນ. ແຕ່ເຂົາບໍ່ເຄີຍໄດ້ຮັບໂອກາດທີ່ຈະເລີ່ມຕົ້ນແຜນການຂອງພຣະອົງ. ໂດຍ noon ຕໍາຫລວດຄົນນື່ງໄດ້ຖືກຈັບກຸມພຣະອົງສໍາລັບ robbery jewel ໃນ Shotover Grange. fingerprints ຂອງພຣະອົງ, ສໍາລັບການທີ່ທ່ານໄດ້ເປີດທີ່ປອດໄພໂດຍບໍ່ມີການໃສ່ຖົງມື, ໄດ້ທັງຫມົດໃນໄລຍະຫ້ອງການ, ແລະບໍ່ມີໃຜເຊື່ອວ່າເລື່ອງລາວຂອງພັນລະຍາຂອງເຈົ້າຂອງເຮືອນໄດ້ຂໍໃຫ້ເຂົາ ການເປີດທີ່ປອດໄພສໍາລັບການຂອງນາງ, ພັນລະຍາຂອງຕົນເອງ, ເປັນ, ແມ່ຍິງແຫຼມ, ປາກ, ສີຂີ້ເຖົ່າ, ມີຂົນຂອງ sixty, ກ່າວວ່າເລື່ອງນີ້ nonsense. Horace ຈຸບັນນີ້ແມ່ນຫ້ອງສະຫມຸດຊ່ວຍໃນຄຸກໄດ້. ເຂົາມັກຈະຄິດວ່າການທີ່ charming, lady ໄວຫນຸ່ມ clever ຜູ້ທີ່ຢູ່ໃນປະກອບອາຊີບດຽວກັນກັບທ່ານນີ້, ແລະຜູ້ທີ່ຫລອກເຂົາ. ພຣະອົງໄດ້ຮັບການໃຈຮ້າຍຫຼາຍໃນເວລາໃດເວົ້າກ່ຽວກັບການ "ກຽດສັກສີໃນບັນດາ thieves."
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