Part 50 (1/2)
”Not here, sir!”
”It's my ranch and my girl.”
”In order of merit?”
”My girl and my ranch, then. But tell me: How is Sheila?”
”Quite well, except for her bruises. What a plucky girl she is, Casey!”
”I should say she is,” he agreed heartily. ”You must be friends.
Somehow you never seemed to like her.”
”I understand her better now. I've told her about--us.”
”Fine! And Kitty Wade?”
”Yes. Come in and face the music yourself.”
But Casey got off lightly. They lunched without Wade, who had gone to town for mail; but as they were finis.h.i.+ng the meal he entered.
”Casey,” he cried, ”I hope to Heaven I haven't foundered your horse, but I have all kinds of news for you!”
Casey's mouth tightened a little. ”Let it go, Wade. Maybe it's all for the best.”
”Part of this is, anyway. Don't look so glum; it's all right, I tell you. Now, this was the way of it: When I got my papers at the post office I saw that Western Air stock, which had been playing antics before, had gone clean crazy. It's been boosted sky high. All sorts of rumours, the chief being that the Hess System people were responsible.
So I wired for the latest. Got a reply that it was impossible to confirm rumours. Then, just as I was leaving, in comes a wire for Clyde which I herewith produce and put in as Exhibit A, and which, I strongly suspect, throws light on the situation. Open it, Clyde, for Heaven's sake, and put us out of our misery!”
Clyde tore the envelope with fingers which trembled slightly. She read the message and handed it to Casey.
”Aloud?” he asked, and she nodded. He read:
Sending you power of attorney and proxy to vote shares recently purchased by your brokers. We now control corporation. Advise friends to drop lawsuit. They will get a square deal.
JIM.
Casey looked up. He did not understand. Wade struck him a violent blow on the back.
”Hooray!” he shouted. ”It's blamed unprofessional, but I was never so glad to discontinue an action in my life. Clyde, you're a darling!” He caught her in his arms and whirled her around the room.
”Harrison!” Kitty cried, ”have you gone crazy?”
Wade released Clyde, breathless, and sank into a chair.
”Bring me an expensive drink!” he commanded. ”This needs celebrating.”
”Will somebody tell me what's the matter with him?” Casey asked.
”What!” exclaimed the lawyer. ”Don't you see it?”