Businessmen -- Fiction; Married people -- Fiction; New York (N.Y.) -- Fiction
Upon learning that Windsor would not be back until the following
morning, Dorns hastily consulted a timetable, then proposed that he
catch the next train to Chicago, arrange his business there, and
return to Indianapolis the next morning. Armstrong nodded assent.
"You get a line on Windsor," said Dorns. "I'll be here by nine or
ten o'clock in the morning, maybe earlier. If you can't get to him,
I will. He ain't going to refuse to see me--not much!"
So, bidding Dorns farewell, Armstrong went about his business frankly
and bluntly, going direct to the office of the state commissioner of
securities.
He found himself welcomed by the commissioner, if not with suspicion
certainly with a lack of cordiality mingled with astonishment.
Obviously, his name was unfavorably known; but he lost no time in
stating his case. The commissioner listened, eyed him appraisingly,
and shook his head.
"I'm afraid it would do you no good to see him--"
"You misunderstand," cut in Armstrong curtly. "I want a hearing from
Mr. Windsor before he acts further--that's all. I am ignorant of
what charges are laid at my door; I know only that nothing can be
brought against me or the Armstrong Company unless backed by fraud.
I am acquainted with Mr. Windsor's character, and I believe that he
has been made use of by other parties. If that's the case, I want a
chance to show him the facts before this thing, whatever it is,
attains publicity. I've nothing to conceal."
"Personally," returned the commissioner slowly, "I have no knowledge
of the exact case upon which Mr. Windsor is working. Certain facts
came to his attention; he requested that he be appointed special
investigator to look into your handling of the Deming Food Products
stock. More than this I don't know. But, Mr. Armstrong, I do know
something of recent publicity which has come your way. The fight
which has centered around Consolidated Securities has been widely
advertised. You have, for example, been indicted in Illinois--"
Armstrong uttered an angry laugh.
"If you'll keep your eye on that Illinois indictment, you'll see it
dismissed next week. However, I am not here to defend myself, nor do
I wish to see Mr. Windsor for that purpose. Will you try to prevail
upon him to see me to-morrow, out of common justice to me?"
The commissioner nodded.
"I will. I had a wire half an hour ago saying that he would get in
on a night train and that means we'll see him early in the morning.
Where can I reach you?"
"At the Claypool."
"I shall telephone you at eight-thirty--but don't be too sanguine. I
fear that he'll refuse absolutely to see you."
"Thank you."
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