"
The yogi had risen, and now he bowed to me.
"Our encounters heretofore have been purely formal," he said, smiling.
"I am happy to meet you, Mr. Lester."
His manner was friendly and unaffected, and imperceptibly some of my
distrust of him slipped away.
"I have told Senor Silva," Miss Vaughan continued, when we were
seated, "that you have consented to act as my man of business."
"And it is my intention," broke in Silva, "to beseech Mr. Lester to
consent to act as my man of business also. I am sure that I shall need
one."
I was not at all sure of it, for he seemed capable of dealing with
any situation.
"It would not be possible for me to represent divergent interests," I
pointed out.
"My dear sir," protested the yogi, "there will be no divergent
interests. Suppose we put it in this way: you will represent Miss
Vaughan, and will dispose of my interests from that standpoint. There
could be no objection to that, I suppose?"
"No," I answered, slowly; "but before we go into that, let me
understand exactly what these interests are. Mr. Vaughan's estate I
understand, is a large one."
Silva shrugged his shoulders.
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