No more!" "There's no danger in it ?" I asked.
"Not a spice of danger!" he asserted.

"Not half as much as you'd find in serving a writ." "You seem inclined to pay very handsomely for it, all the same," I remarked, still feeling a bit suspicious.
"And for a simple reason," he retorted.

"I must have some one to do the job--aye, if it costs twenty pound! Somebody must meet this friend o' mine, and tonight--and why shouldn't you have ten pound as well as another ?" "There's nothing to do but what you say ?" I asked.
"Nothing--not a thing!" he affirmed.
"And the time ?" I said.

"And the word--for surety ?" "Eleven o'clock is the time," he answered.

"Eleven--an hour before midnight.