Part 56 (2/2)
”Is der boss in?” asked Macklin.
”Do you mean Mr. Allen or Mr. Parsons?” asked Hal, although he knew very well.
”Mr. Allen.”
”I will see. What name?”
”Wot's dat?”
”What is your name?”
”Me name ain't got nothin' ter do wid it. Tell him a gent from der east side wants ter talk ter him a few minits.”
”I will.”
Hal rapped on the door. It was quickly opened by Mr. Allen.
”Here is a man wants to see you, sir,” said Hal. ”He says he's from the east side, and won't give any name.”
Allen looked out toward Macklin. He looked disturbed when he recognized the tough.
”Step this way,” he called out, and Macklin entered the office.
”Now, what brings you?” demanded Allen, as soon as the door was shut.
Instead of replying, Macklin looked at Hardwick, who had taken off part of his disguise.
”Wot! You here?” he faltered.
”Yes, Tommy, you didn't expect it, did you?” returned Hardwick, with a short laugh.
”No, I didn't.”
”What brought you?”
”I want money,” said the tough, coming forward and putting on a bold front. ”I want money from both of yer; see?”
”How much?” asked Allen.
”A t'ousand dollars.”
”You are crazy!” cried the broker.
”No I ain't. I mean just wot I say, Allen. I want five hundred from you, an' der udder from Hardwick.”
”Supposing we won't pay it?”
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