Flowing Gold Part 46
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How they managed it at all baffled Gray, and worried him, too, for he knew that if ever they turned the corner they would be safe from him, and his vengeance would fall [Ill.u.s.tration: NEVER HAD HE FELT "BOB" TO BE SO CLOSE TO HIM AS ON THIS DAY] to the ground. One big well would set them up, and there was always that danger, for scarcely a week went by without news of some gigantic gusher. Knowing all there was to know about their field activities, he set himself to the task of learning more about the bank itself and about their method of operating it. This was a task, indeed, and he spent much time at it--time he could ill afford, by the way, for he, too, had about exhausted his last resource.
He was surprised one day to receive from Roswell, the banker who had first backed him, an almost peremptory summons to Dallas. Gray had made much money for Roswell and his crowd; they were still heavily interested with him, and he was counting upon their further support.
The tone of this letter, therefore, gave him a disagreeable shock. On the whole, however, he was glad of an excuse to go, for the Briskows had returned and had bought a home in Dallas, and he was eager for a sight of them.
Mr. Roswell's greeting was quite as cool as his letter; but he betrayed a keen interest in the progress of their joint affairs and asked a good many searching questions. Gray answered frankly.
"You surprise me," the banker announced, finally, "for you confirm something I did not wish to believe. I have just learned that you are using us to further a private grudge and to ruin a reputable man. I couldn't credit such a statement without--"
"It is quite true, except that I haven't 'used' you. Not, at least, in the sense you imply."
"You have used our money. It is the same thing."
"Oh, not at all I have handled a number of speculations--investments is a better word--for you and your group and I've made a lot of money for you. That's the most you expected; that's all I promised. So long as I continue to do that, my motives, my personal likes and dislikes, concern you in no wise. Neither are you concerned in the use I make of my winnings."
"Legitimate compet.i.tion is one thing; malice, double-dealing, dishonesty is--"
"Dishonesty?" Gray interrupted, sharply. "I am a quick-tempered man, Mr. Roswell. I'll ask you to choose your words more carefully."
"Don't you call salting a well dishonest?"
"I do. I didn't salt that Arkansas property--and I a.s.sume you refer to that. In fact, I knew nothing about it, and I so informed Nelson.
Evidently he didn't believe me, and I don't expect you to do so.
Nevertheless, it is true. I have never lied to you, and I never shall.
Now, malice--Yes, I bear malice toward Henry Nelson and I shall continue to bear him malice long after I have put him in his grave."
Roswell's startled eyes leaped to the speaker's face. "Exactly! I propose to put him in his grave, and he knows it."
"Nonsense! That's wild talk and you'll regret it. What has he done to you?"
The object of this inquiry shrugged. "A private matter, purely. As to double-dealing--is it double-dealing to go to an enemy and tell him frankly that you intend to down him and how you propose to do it?"
"Did you do that?"
"I did. What is more, I offered to fight fair and he agreed. But, of course, he broke that, as he feels free to break any agreement when it becomes onerous or unprofitable. He began by trying to a.s.sa.s.sinate me."
"What are you saying?" Roswell cried. "This is incredible."
Gray's cigar had gone out; he lighted it with steady and deliberate fingers before he said: "I am giving you facts. The fighting has not been all on my side. For instance, I haven't hired men to drop tools in his wells or run crooked holes, and that sort of thing, as he has. Not that I wouldn't follow his lead if he forced me to, but I haven't had to resort to petty annoyances. I haven't had to make any 'small change,' for I have originality, imagination--even a small amount of daring, while he--Well, he is obvious. He has nothing except physical courage. Thank G.o.d, he's not a coward! He'll die hard."
"Amazing!" The banker was at a loss for words. After a moment, he inquired: "What about Bell Nelson?"
"A harsh, headstrong, ruthless old man whose history will not bear careful reading. His sins shall be visited upon him through his offspring. He will have to go, too."
Roswell stirred as if to shake off the effect of some oppressive, mesmeric influence; reluctantly he admitted, "All I can say is you have a colossal nerve--"
"Precisely. And that is all I had when I came to Texas."
"I was coming to that. You deceived me, Gray. You said you represented big capital; had friends and connections--"
"A pardonable deceit, under the circ.u.mstances, was it not? As a matter of fact, I said nothing of the sort; I merely allowed you to infer--"
"You're splitting hairs." The banker was impatient. "The fact remains that you led me to make a fool of myself. Why, man alive, I have your whole history here, and it's a record of one sensational failure after another. You had no backing whatever, no--"
"Is that the result of your own investigation?"
"Partly."
"For the rest, you took Nelson's word, eh? Very well, I've beaten him out from cover sooner than I expected. Now as to my failures. Failure proves only this: that one's determination to succeed is not strong enough. Who fail, except those who try? You have not always succeeded; neither have I invariably failed. Your report is a bit unfair."
"You will fail now. And you deserve to fail."
"Indeed? Why?"
"Because you're doing an outrageous thing; because--See here, Gray, I know why you hate Nelson." There ensued a moment of silence.
"He told you that?" The younger man's face had slowly whitened; he spoke with difficulty.
"He told me everything. He told me that you were dishonorably discharged from the army--cas.h.i.+ered, we used to call it--and that you blame him. I don't mind saying it was a shock--worst I've had in years.
In time of war, too! The army doesn't do that unless--without ample--Well, Gray, it's d.a.m.ned nasty!"
"Quite the nastiest thing that can happen to a man," the other agreed in a thin, flat voice.
"I couldn't, wouldn't believe it."
"Why not? You believed everything else he told you."
"I wouldn't accept his word on a thing like _that_ without asking you."
Another pause followed. "There's probably some explanation. I told him so--" Mr. Roswell showed his genuine distress by the frown upon his brow and by his averted eyes. He stirred uncomfortably, then he broke out, irritably: "Well, well? Why in h.e.l.l don't you say something?"
"There is nothing to say."
"What? My G.o.d, man! You don't mean--See here, you're not a coward, or a thief, or an incompetent. What's your side of the story? What's the explanation?"
"Explanations are hateful. The man who makes them deceives either himself or the other fellow--usually both. It is easy to be plausible.
Would a mere statement from me, unsupported by proof, convince you where it failed to convince a court martial? Of course not. Then why make you uncomfortable by doubting my word?" Gray's smile was like the mirthless grin of a mummy. "I was found guilty, all in due military order, and--disgraced, branded! My uniform was taken from me, and I can't wear it again. I can never again serve my country. It was handled quietly, with admirable discretion, for those things are bad for the morale, you understand? Very few know about it. I'm a proud man, a vain man; I a.s.sure you the death penalty would have been much easier to bear."
"What did Henry Nelson have to do with it?"
"He alone can answer that."
"An extraordinary situation! This is your revenge, eh?"
"As a man of spirit, I had a choice of but two things, revenge or--suicide."
"Hm-m! It is an embarra.s.sing situation for me."
"Indeed?"
"Nelson has sold a large block of his bank stock to one of our directors."
Flowing Gold Part 46
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