Aunt Jane's Nieces out West eBook

This eBook from the Gutenberg Project consists of approximately 199 pages of information about Aunt Jane's Nieces out West.

Aunt Jane's Nieces out West eBook

This eBook from the Gutenberg Project consists of approximately 199 pages of information about Aunt Jane's Nieces out West.

“Are you willing to pay for success?”

“Liberally.”

“Then I’ll win it for you.  Don’t judge my ability by my present condition, sir.  Tell me your story and I’ll get to work at once.”

Uncle John rose with sudden decision.

“Put on your coat,” he said, and while Colby obeyed with alacrity he gave him a brief outline of the accusation brought against Jones.  “I want you to take my car,” he added, “and hasten to the police station, that you may be present at the preliminary examination.  There will be plenty of time to talk afterward.”

Colby nodded.  His coat and hat made the young lawyer quite presentable and without another word he followed Mr. Merrick down the stairs and took his seat in the motorcar.  Next moment he was whirling down the street and Uncle John looked after him with a half puzzled expression, as if he wondered whether or not he had blundered in his choice of a lawyer.

A little later he secured a taxicab and drove to the office of the Continental Film Manufacturing Company.  Mr. Goldstein was in his office but sent word that he was too busy to see visitors.  Nevertheless, when Mr. Merrick declared he had been sent by A. Jones, he was promptly admitted to the manager’s sanctum.

“Our friend, young Jones,” he began, “has just been arrested by a detective.”

Goldstein’s nervous jump fairly raised him off his chair; but in an instant he settled back and shot an eager, interested look at his visitor.

“What for, Mr. Merrick?” he demanded.

“For stealing valuable pearls from some foreign woman.  A trumped-up charge, of course.”

Goldstein rubbed the palms of his hands softly together.  His face wore a look of supreme content.

“Arrested!  Ah, that is bad, Mr. Merrick.  It is very bad indeed.  And it involves us—­the Continental, you know—­in an embarrassing manner.”

“Why so?” asked Uncle John.

“Can’t you see, sir?” asked the manager, trying hard to restrain a smile.  “If the papers get hold of this affair, and state that our president—­our biggest owner—­the man who controls the Continental stock—­is a common thief, the story will—­eh—­eh—­put a bad crimp in our business, so to speak.”

Uncle John looked at the man thoughtfully.

“So Jones controls the Continental, eh?” he said.  “How long since, Mr. Goldstein?”

“Why, since the January meeting, a year and more ago.  It was an astonishing thing, and dramatic—­believe me!  At the annual meeting of stockholders in walks this stripling—­a mere kid—­proves that he holds the majority of stock, elects himself president and installs a new board of directors, turning the tired and true builders of the business out in the cold.  Then, without apology, promise or argument, President Jones walks out again!  In an hour he upset the old conditions, turned our business topsy-turvy and disappeared with as little regard for the Continental

Copyrights
Project Gutenberg
Aunt Jane's Nieces out West from Project Gutenberg. Public domain.