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Page 82
"Old Nute's thick neck shot out at that.
"'Then he did find it?' he said.
"'Now look here, Nute,' I said, `you're not trading with Tavor on
this deal. You're trading with me and I'm just as slick as you
are. You'll get no chance to slip under on this. You forget all
I've told you just as though it had nothing to do with what I'm
going to tell you, and I'll come to the point.'
"`Forget it?' he said.
"'Yes,' I said, `forget it. I'm not going to put you on to what
Charlie knows, with any strings to it, or with any pointers that
you can run down without us. I've told you all about Tavor's big
hunt through the Shamo and the El-Khali for a purpose of my own
and not for the purpose of enabling you to locate the thing that
Charlie Tavor knows about.'
"Hardman's voice went down into a low note. `What does he know?'
he said.
"I looked him squarely in the little reptilian eyes. `He knows
where there is a treasure in gold equal in our money to three
hundred thousand dollars!'
"Old Nute's little eyes focused into his nose an instant. Then
he took a chance at me.
"'What's the country like?'
"I went on as though I didn't see the drift.
"'Tavor says this area of the earth's surface is a great plain
practically level, sloping gradually on one side and rising
gradually on the other.'
"'Sand?' said Nute.
"'No,' I replied, 'Tavor says that contrary to the common notion,
this plain is not covered with sand, it's a kind of chalk
deposit.'
"'Hard to get to?'
"Old Nute shot the query in with a little quick duck of his head.
"I went straight on with the answer.
"'Tavor says it's about a five or six days' journey from a sea
coast town.'
"'Hard traveling?'
"'No, Tavor says you can get within two miles of the place
without any difficulty whatever - he says anybody can do it. The
only difficulties are on the last two miles. But up to the last
two miles, it's a holiday journey for a middle-aged woman.'
"Old Nute grunted. He put his fat hands together over his
waistcoat and twiddled his thumbs.
"`Well,'; he said, 'what's in your mind about it?'
"We were now up to the trade and I stated the terms.
"'It's like this,' I said, 'Tavor's down and out. He's got only
six months to live. Fifth Avenue piled full of gold won't do him
any good if he's got to wait for it. What he wants is a little
money quick!'
"Old Nute's eyes squinted.
"'How much money?' he said.
"'Well,' I said, 'Tavor will turn his map over to you for ten
thousand dollars . . . Death's crowding him.'
"Old Nute's fat fingers began to drum on his waistcoat.
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