I was walking home late one night when I saw a little man and an eight or ten year old girl run into each other. "...Then came the horrible part of the thing; for the man trampled calmly over the, child's body and left her screaming on the ground." (Stevenson Page 6)
I dragged the man back to where the girl's family and a doctor now surrounded the screaming child. He gave no resistance; however, his expression made me break out in a sweat. The girl's family and I loathed the man while the doctor was as emotional as a bagpipe. We threatened the man, and he eventually asked how much money the family wanted. They said one hundred pounds.
"We ... [can] and [will] make such a scandal out of this, as should make [your] name stink from one end of London to the other. If [you] have any friends or any credit, we [undertake] that [you] should lose them." (Stevenson Page 6)
"If you choose to make capital out of this accident...I am naturally helpless.... Name your figure." (Stevenson Page 6)
He whipped out a key, went in to that place with the door, and presently came back with the matter of ten pounds in gold and a cheque for the balance on Coutts's drawn payable to the bearer and signed with a very well known name that was often printed.
Then, once it was morning (we had spent the night at my place), we all set off to the bank. I gave the check myself, and said that there were many ways this could have been forged. However, not a bit of it was forged, so the cheque was genuine.