The Challenge of the NorthHendryx, James B. (James Beardsley)
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The Challenge of the North
Hendryx, James B. (James Beardsley)
Canada -- Fiction
"Return the money!" cried Wentworth. "What do you mean?"
"Simply, that the deal is off. Or, rather, no valid transaction was
ever consummated."
Every particle of color faded from the engineer's face at the words.
As he glanced wildly about him his eye caught a twinkle in the eyes of
McNabb. The color flooded his face in a surge of red, and his eyes
seemed to bulge with rage as he groped for words. "It's a damned lie!"
he cried. "A trick of McNabb's!" He turned upon the older man: "I
thought you took your defeat too easy, but you'll find you can't put
anything over on me! The deal stands--and we'll fight you to the last
court! If you've found some petty technicality in the contract, you
better forget it. We've gone ahead in good faith and spent a million.
We can employ as good lawyers as you can, and the courts won't stand
for any quibbling! It's a case for the equity courts."
Cameron smiled grimly. "I am a lawyer, and as such you will permit the
smile at your mention of the equity court. You would not be allowed to
enter its doors. For its first precept is: He who comes into equity
must come with clean hands. Are your hands clean? I think
not--neither your hands nor Orcutt's. But, the matter will never reach
the courts. There is no question of a technical error in the contract,
because there is no contract. The instrument I drew, and which was
signed by Orcutt and myself, has no legal existence. No valid contract
could have been drawn relative to the disposal of those lands until the
options held by Mr. McNabb had expired----"
"But they had expired!" cried Wentworth. "They expired at twelve
o'clock, noon, of July first, and the contract was not signed until two
or three minutes after twelve."
"By Orcutt's watch," retorted Cameron. "And Orcutt's watch was an hour
faster than official time. I had no reason to suppose his watch was
wrong, and believed the time had expired, until I was confronted, after
your departure, by the accredited representative of McNabb. I was
dumbfounded until I established the fact that he was within his rights
in tendering payment and closing the transaction for his principal.
Then there was no course open to me but to accept McNabb's money and
conclude the transfer to him. Murchison, here, is a witness, that the
facts are as I have stated them."
Wentworth's eyes flew to the face of the factor, who nodded
emphatically. Again the color left his face. "It's a damned trick!"
he muttered. "Why didn't you notify us at once, instead of waiting
nearly three weeks and allowing us to spend more than a million
dollars?"
"Orcutt told me he would return to the post in two days. I waited, and
when a week went by I used every means in my power to reach him. I
followed him by train. I learned his address and wired the facts to
his bank. The fault is his own. I am sorry you have lost so
heavily----"
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