Parlous Times: A Novel of Modern DiplomacyWells, David Dwight
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Parlous Times: A Novel of Modern Diplomacy
Wells, David Dwight
Diplomats -- Fiction
Finally he arose, and, with an air of quick decision, as of one who had
made up his mind, he stepped to the opposite wall, and touched the bell.
A moment later there came a heavy step on the stairs, a knock, and
without waiting for an answer, Colonel Darcy entered the room, threw
himself into the most comfortable chair, and scrutinised keenly the
little bundle of papers, which the Secretary was in the act of putting
into an inside pocket.
Stanley noticed the glance, and replied to the unspoken question, by
saying abruptly:--
"It may facilitate matters between us, if I tell you that the evidence
is no longer in my possession. It has been sent to the Legation."
The Colonel nodded.
"I should prefer this to be a purely business interview," continued the
young diplomat, "and to that end I will state my case and my conditions,
after which you can make any answers or comments you think best."
Another nod from his companion was the only answer he received, so he
accordingly proceeded.
"The Executive of my government received, some time ago, information of
a plot to defeat a treaty, now pending with Great Britain. The subject
of this treaty was an island and sand-bar, lying at the mouth of the
---- river, on which the ---- Company have erected large mills for the
manufacture of a staple product of my country. As long as we held the
island, they secured by government contracts a practical monopoly of the
article in question; by the cession of it to Great Britain their
business would be much impaired. Do I state the case clearly?"
"I've never heard it put better," replied the Colonel, with a calmness
that was admirable.
"Very well--we'll now proceed to the next point. The firm considered
that my government's grants were worth to them, the round sum of two
hundred thousand dollars, or forty thousand pounds."
"In gold, sovereigns," acquiesced Darcy.
"Yes, I've one of them in my possession."
The Colonel nodded as usual. He evidently felt it idle to waste words in
the face of such incontrovertible evidence.
"This amount was to be divided among a majority of the committee, who
would pass on the treaty, thus insuring its defeat. The names of the
members who would receive bribes, and the amount to be given to each,
being arranged beforehand--by you."
Darcy's face was immovable.
"I said by _you_."
"I heard you."
"You've nothing to say?"
"The accused," said the Colonel, "is never required to convict himself."
"You're quite within your rights; we'll let it pass. I make the
statement; you neither affirm or deny it."
"Go on," said Darcy.
"You then come to Sussex to receive the funds from Mr. Riddle, the most
important shareholder."
"You're mistaken. Miss Fitzgerald received the money from Mr. Riddle,"
remarked the Colonel.
"You say nothing of your part in the transaction," commented the
Secretary, sternly.
"I thought you wanted the truth of the matter."
"I do--go on."
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