Life insurance -- Fiction; Life insurance agents -- Fiction; Short stories
“I shall be glad to have you tell it, sir,” said Mays. “Your earnestness
leads me to think it must be interesting.”
“If I tell it,” said Murray, “it removes your last chance of escaping
any of the consequences.”
“Go ahead,” said Mays.
At least, he had magnificent nerve.
“Schlimmer,” said Murray, fixing his eyes sharply on Mays, “was once
mixed up in a little trouble over rebates, which are unlawful. He tried
to get me to give him a rebate on a policy, but I refused, and he seems
to have got the idea that I was directly responsible for the failure of
his scheme elsewhere. He learned, however, that the informer gets half
of the fine assessed against the company in each case, but that only
another policy-holder is empowered to make the necessary complaint. It
occurred to Schlimmer that, if he could find enough rebate cases, there
would be a good bit of money in it on the division of the fines. Being a
man of low cunning, it occurred to Schlimmer that these cases might be
manufactured, if he could get hold of a complaisant insurance solicitor,
for the company is held responsible for the act of the agent, and the
easiest way to get hold of a complaisant solicitor was to make one. So
he went to a young man who was absorbed in the study of tricky finance
and who couldn’t see why he couldn’t do that sort of thing himself, and
the young man got a job in this office. The young man, Max Mays by name,
immediately began preparing rebate cases for future use. He worked among
a class of people who knew little of insurance or insurance laws and who
are in the habit of figuring very closely, and this rebate proposition
looked pretty good to them.
“Next, Schlimmer and Mays got a lawyer into the scheme, because they
would need him when it came to the later proceedings, and they further
prepared for their _coup_ by having a confederate, named Tainter, take
out a policy in the company, so that he would be in a position to make
the necessary complaint. In order to avert suspicion, when the time for
action came, Tainter applied for his policy through another solicitor. I
think that is about all, Mays, except that you were ready to spring your
surprise as soon as the policies had been issued on two or three
applications now under consideration. I was in the next room to you when
you held your meeting yesterday, Mays.”
Mays had grown very white during this recital, but he still kept his
nerve, although he now showed it in a different way.
“Yes,” he said, “that is about all. There are some details lacking, but
the story is practically correct. What do you intend to do with me?”
Then Mays was suddenly conscious of the fact that a man, a stranger, was
standing beside him. The man had emerged quietly from the room in which
he had been concealed.
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