Life insurance -- Fiction; Life insurance agents -- Fiction; Short stories
“I am sorry to say we have not,” replied Murray, “but neither have we
any proof of death.”
Albert plainly showed his disappointment at Murray’s first statement,
and it was a moment or two before he replied to the second.
“I do not know your rules or aims,” he said, “but it is possible—indeed
almost probable, under the circumstances—that there never will be any
absolute proof of death. It—it happened in mid-lake, you know.”
“Our aim,” returned Murray, “is to pay every claim that we are convinced
is just, without resorting to any quibbling or technical evasions, but
we have to be careful. In saying this, I am merely stating a general
proposition, without particular reference to this affair. Indeed, I
concede that the presumption of death is unusually strong in this case.
I shall be glad to have any facts bearing on it that you can give me.”
Albert fully reviewed the circumstances as he knew them, to all of which
Murray listened attentively.
“I shall make a complete report to the home office,” said Murray at the
conclusion of the recital. “Of course, after the lapse of a certain
period there is a legal presumption of death, anyhow, but it is possible
that the circumstantial evidence may be deemed strong enough to warrant
an earlier settlement. Knowing the ostensible motive, I appreciate the
value of time to you, and I assure you the company has no desire to
delay matters longer than is necessary to assure itself of the justice
of the claim.”
After Albert had departed, Murray went over the case carefully, and the
evidence seemed quite convincing. In the first place, there could be no
question as to a very strong motive. There was the certainty of ruin,
which the death of Jonas alone could avert, and, after a lapse of two
years from the date of the policy, suicide did not invalidate it.
Therefore, by his own sacrifice, he could purchase a bright future for
his sons. Then there could be no doubt that he had been depressed and
worried for some time, and latterly unquestionably had brooded on the
subject of self-destruction. In a talk with one man he had spoken of it
as “self-elimination,” but he had spoken more bluntly to Benson at the
club. There could be no doubt now that he contemplated such action at
that time, and that he had reference to it when he told his sons he had
discovered a way to raise the necessary money. Everything indicated that
his troubles had made him temporarily insane.
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