Steppe's attitude was definite and logical. Sault, in a measure, he
admired without liking. He saw in him a difficult, and possibly a
dangerous, man. That he had piqued his employer by his independence
and courage did not influence Steppe one way or another. It was, in
truth, the cause of his admiration. Sault was a man in possession of
a dangerous secret. The folly of entrusting two other men with the
combination word of the safe had been apparent from the first. He
had been uneasy in his mind, more because of the unknown reliability
of Moropulos, than because he mistrusted Sault, and he had decided
that the scheme for the storage of compromising documents possessed
too many disadvantages. Without telling either of his associates, he
had arranged to transfer the contents of the safe to his own custody
when the disaster occurred. The safe was in the hands of the curious
police. And the more he thought about the matter, the more
undesirable it seemed that the safe should be opened. It contained,
amongst other things, the draft of a prospectus which had since been
printed--the shares went to allotment two days before the murder.
The draft was in his own hand, a dozen sheets of pencilled writing,
and it described in optimistic language certain valuable assets which
were in fact non-existent. The financial press had remarked upon the
fact, and not content with remarking once, had industriously
continued to remark. Steppe had made a mistake, and it was a bad
mistake. The cleverest of company promoters occasionally overstep
the line that divides the optimistic estimate from misrepresentation.
Fortunately, his name did not appear on the prospectus; most
unfortunately, he had preserved the draft. He had put it aside after
Dr. Merville had copied the document. He had a reason for this. Jan
Steppe seldom appeared in such transactions: even his name as vendor
was skilfully camouflaged under the title of some stock-holding
company. He was a supreme general who issued his orders to his
commanders: gave them the rough plan of their operations, and left
them to lick it into shape. It sometimes happened that they deviated
from his instructions, generally to the advantage of the scheme they
were working: occasionally they fell short of his requirements and
then his draft proved useful in emphasizing their error. And this
was only one of the safe's contents. There were others equally
dangerous.
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