Gold had been found on the Angera reef, and gold in sufficient quantity to make the new company a very promising7 speculation8. That Brigot’s property could be made to pay, had it been properly managed, was common knowledge in the City of London. A dozen offers had been made for this concession9, but none had been quite acceptable to Se?or Brigot, whose estimate of the value of the mine varied10 with the passing hour.
Probably, had it been possible to secure an interview with M. Brigot at one o’clock in the afternoon, when he arose with a splitting head and a dry throat, his possessions might have been acquired at the price of a quart of sweet champagne11.
But, as the day progressed and his views of life became more charitable, his estimate expanded until, by seven o’clock in the evening, which hour he as a rule reserved for any business discussion, his figure was awe12-inspiring. Nobody in the City doubted for one moment that Cartwright had purchased the property. Though his system of finance might not commend itself to the barons13 and even the baronets of Capel Court, there was no question of his honesty.
Was it by some extraordinary fluke that Maxell, who had hitherto shared in the profits of promotion5, had kept aloof14 from this last and greatest of Cartwright’s flutters? No application for shares was ever found. He heard (he said at a subsequent inquiry) in a round-about way of the flotation, and saw a copy of the prospectus, and was a little worried. He knew that when he had left Cartwright in Paris, not only was the Brigot mine outside of his friend’s control, but there was precious little prospect1 of bringing the Spaniard to a reasonable frame of mind.
Cartwright must have done his work quickly, he thought, and have paid heavily; and this latter reflection worried him even more because he had a fairly accurate idea as to the condition of Cartwright’s private finances. His private thoughts on this occasion are set forth15 in the report of the Attorney-General’s Committee of Investigation16.
He was eating his solitary17 dinner in Cavendish Square when the telephone bell rang and the voice of Sir Gregory Fane, the Attorney-General, saluted18 him.
“I should like to see you, Maxell,” he said. “Will you come round to Clarges Street after dinner?”
“Certainly,” replied Maxell promptly19, and hung up the receiver, wondering what new difficulties had arisen, which called for a consultation20; for he was not on visiting terms with Mr. Attorney.
In the tiny drawing-room of the house occupied by the Cabinet Minister, Maxell was surprised to find another visitor waiting—no less a person than Fenshaw, the Prime Minister’s private secretary.
The Attorney-General came straight to the point.
“Maxell,” he said, “we want your seat in the House of Commons.”
The Attorney nodded.
“We also want to give you some reward for the excellent services you have rendered to the Government,” he said. “But mostly”—his eyes twinkled—“it is necessary to find a seat for Sir Milton Boyd—the Minister of Education has been defeated at a by-election, as you know.”
The other nodded. The communication was a surprise to him and he wondered exactly what position was to be offered him which would involve his resignation from the House. For one brief, panicky moment he had connected Cartwright and his delinquencies with this request for an interview, but the Attorney’s speech had dispelled22 that momentary23 fear.
“Quilland, as you know, has been raised to the Court of Appeal,” said the Attorney, speaking of a well-known Chancery Judge, “and we are departing from our usual practice by bringing over a man from the King’s Bench to take his place. Now, Maxell, how does a judgeship appeal to you?”
The K.C. could only stare.
Of the many things he did not expect, it was elevation25 to the Bench, although he was a sound, good lawyer, and the Bench is the ambition of every silk.
“I would like that,” he said huskily.
“Good!” said the brisk Attorney. “Then we will regard it as settled. The appointment will not be announced for two or three days, so you’ve a chance of clearing up your more urgent work and preparing a letter for your constituents26. You might say a kind word for the new candidate who isn’t particularly popular in your part of the world.”
One of Maxell’s first acts was to write a letter to Cartwright. All Cartwright’s correspondence went to his London office, and was forwarded under separate cover to Paris. It was a long letter, recapitulating27 their friendly relationship, and ending:
“This promotion, of course, means that we can no longer be associated in business, and I have instructed my broker28 to sell all the shares I possess in your and other companies forthwith. As you know, I have very definite views about the high prestige of the Bench; and whilst, in any circumstances, I feel that I can go to that dignified29 position with clean hands, my mind will be freer if I cut all the cords which hold me to commerce of every shape and description.”
Three days later the letter came to Cartwright, and he read it through with a thoughtful expression on his face. He read it twice before he slowly folded it and put it into his inside pocket.
Maxell was to be made a Judge!
He had never considered that contingency30, and did not know whether to be pleased or sorry. He was losing the service of a man who had been a directing force in his life, greater than Maxell himself ever imagined. It was not so much the advice which he asked and received from the King’s Counsel, but rather Cartwright had secured help by the simple process of making a study of the other’s moods and expressions.
He knew the half-frown which greeted some schemes, put forward tentatively over the dinner table, and it was that little sign of displeasure which could squash the scheme rather than any considered advice which Maxell might have given. He was losing a good advocate, a very sound legal adviser31. He shrugged32 his shoulders. Well, it did not matter very much. Fate had put a period to an old phase of life, and many things had come to an end coincidently. He was taking his afternoon tea when the letter had arrived, and the new Mrs. Cartwright marked with interest the depression which followed the arrival of the mail.
The new period was beginning excitingly, he thought. He had found a new method of doing business, bolder and more desperate than any he had attempted before; and with this development he had lost a man upon whom he placed a great deal of reliance. Incidentally, he had just been married, but this fact did not bulk very largely in his reckoning. Maxell might serve him yet. The memory of an old business partnership—for in such an aspect did Cartwright interpret their previous relationship—the memory, too, of favours done, of financial dangers shared, might serve him well if things went wrong. Maxell had a pull with the Government—a greater pull, since he was now a Judge of the Supreme33 Court.
Maxell a Judge! It seemed queer. Cartwright had all the properly constituted Englishman’s reverence34 for the Bench. In spite of much experience in litigation, and an acquaintance with lawyers of all kinds and stations, he reserved his awe for the god-like creature who sat in wig35 and gown, and dispensed36 justice evenhandedly.
“Have you had a worrying letter?” asked the girl.
He shook his head.
“No, no,” he said, a little impatiently; “it is nothing.”
She had hoped for a glimpse of the envelope, but was disappointed. Curiously37 enough, she ascribed the fact that her husband passed under a strange name and would not divulge38 his own, to a cause which was far from the truth, and was a great injustice39 to a man who, if he had not given her his proper name, had given her a title to whatever name he had. That thought she revealed for the first time.
“Do you know what I think?” she said unexpectedly.
“I didn’t know you thought very much,” he smiled. “In what particular department of speculation does your mind wander?”
“Don’t be sarcastic,” she answered. She was a little afraid of sarcasm40, as are all children and immature41 grown-ups. “It was about your name I was thinking.”
He frowned.
“Why the dickens don’t you leave my name alone?” he snapped. “I have told you that it is all for your good that I’m called Benson and known as Benson in this town. When we go to London you will discover my name.”
She nodded.
“I know why you keep it dark.”
He looked at her sharply.
“Why do I keep it dark?” he asked, fixing his eyes on her.
“Because you’re married already.”
He looked at her for a moment, and then burst into such a peal24 of laughter that the girl knew her shot was wide of the mark.
“Of ours?” she asked suspiciously.
“Brigot is the gentleman’s name.”
“He won’t see you,” she said decidedly.
“Oh, won’t he?” said the grim man. “I rather think he will.”
M. Brigot would not willingly have received one whose name was anathema43, but Cartwright got over the difficulty of his reception by the simple process of sending up a card inscribed44 with the name of Brigot’s lawyer.
“You!” spluttered M. Brigot, rising to his feet as the other entered the room and closed the door behind him. “This is an outrage45! It is monstrous46! You will leave this house immediately, or I will send for the police!”
“Now, just keep quiet for a moment, Brigot,” said Cartwright, seating himself coolly. “I have come to see you as one business man to another.”
“I refuse to discuss any business with you,” stormed his unwilling47 host. “You are a scoundrel, a conspirator—bah! why do I talk to you?”
“Because you’re broke!” said Cartwright in calm, level tones, and he used the Spanish word for “broke,” which is so much more expressive48 than any word in English.
The conversation was carried on in this language, for Cartwright had an intimate knowledge of its idioms and even of its patois49.
“Your creditors50 in Paris are gathering51 round like hawks52 about a dead cow. Your attempt to sell your Moorish53 property has been a failure.”
“You know a great deal,” sneered54 Brigot. “Possibly you also know that I am going to work the mine myself.”
“I’ve heard that said of you for years,” said he, “but the truth is, you’re wholly incapable56 of working anything. You’re one of nature’s little spenders—now, Brigot, don’t let us quarrel. There is a time to end feuds57 like ours, and this is that time. I am a business man, and so are you. You’re as anxious to sell your property at a good price as I am to buy it. I’ve come to make you an offer.”
M. Brigot laughed sarcastically58.
“Ten thousand pounds?” he demanded with gentle irony59. “To build a house for a beautiful American widow, eh?”
“I’m not going to show you my hand,” he said.
“It will be infamously61 dirty,” said M. Brigot, who was in his bright six o’clock mood.
“I know there is gold in the Angera,” the other went on, without troubling to notice the interruption, “and I know that, properly worked, your mine may pay big profits.”
“I will sell out,” said M. Brigot after consideration, “but at a price. I have told you before I will sell out—at a price.”
“But what a price!” said Cartwright, raising his eyebrows and with a gesture of extravagant62 despair. “It is all the money in the world!”
“Nevertheless, it is the price,” said M. Brigot comfortably.
“I’ll tell you what I am willing to do.” Cartwright stroked his chin as though the solution had just occurred to him. “I will float your property in London, tacking63 on a number of other properties which I have bought in the neighbourhood. I am willing to pay you two hundred thousand pounds—that is to say, six million francs.”
M. Brigot was interested. He was so interested that, for the moment, he could forget his animosity and private grievances64. It was true that, as Cartwright had said, his creditors were becoming noisy.
“In cash, of course?” he said suddenly.
Cartwright shook his head.
“You can have a portion in cash and the rest in shares.”
“Bah!” Brigot snapped his fingers. “I also can issue shares, my friend. What are shares? Pieces of paper which are not worth their ink. No, no, you deceive me. I thought you had come to me with a genuine offer. There is no business to be done between you and me, Mr. Cartwright. Good evening.”
Cartwright did not move.
“A portion in cash—say, fifteen thousand pounds,” he suggested; “that is a lot of money.”
“To you—yes, but not to me,” said the magnificent Brigot. “Give me two-thirds in cash and I will take the rest in shares. That is my last word.”
Cartwright rose.
“This offer is open until—when?”
“Until to-morrow at this hour,” replied Brigot.
As Cartwright was going, a man tapped at the door. It was Brigot’s “secretary,” who was also his valet. He handed a telegram to the Spaniard, and Brigot opened and read. He was a long time digesting its contents, and Cartwright waited for a favourable65 opportunity to say good-bye. All the time his mind was working, and he thought he saw daylight. Two-thirds of the money could be raised, and he could breathe again.
Presently Brigot folded up the telegram and put it in his pocket, and there was on his face a beatific66 smile.
“Good night, Se?or Brigot,” said Cartwright. “I will see you to-morrow with the money.”
“It will have to be big money, my friend,” said Brigot, and there was a note of exultation67 in his voice. “To buy my little property will cost you half a million English pounds.”
“What do you mean?” he demanded quickly.
“Do you know Solomon Brothers, the financiers of London?”
“I know them very well,” replied Cartwright steadily69. He had good reason to know Solomon Brothers, who had taken a large block of shares in his new syndicate.
“I have just had a telegram from Solomon Brothers,” said Se?or Brigot, speaking slowly, “and they ask me to give them the date when my property was transferred to your syndicate. They tell me it is included in your properties which you have floated. You know best, Mr. Cartwright, whether my little mine is worth half a million English pounds to you—especially if I put a date agreeable to you.”
“Blackmail, eh?” said Cartwright between his teeth, and without a word left the room.
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