The Cleverdale Mystery; or, The Machine and Its Wheels: A Story of American LifeWilkins, W. A.
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The Cleverdale Mystery; or, The Machine and Its Wheels: A Story of American Life
Wilkins, W. A.
Detective and mystery stories; New York (State) -- Fiction; Political corruption -- Fiction
The latter withdrew, but was shrewd enough to comprehend that he was
wanted on something important. The bank closed at the usual hour, and
all left for home except the Senator, who arose and nervously walked
the floor for a few moments, drops of perspiration standing on his brow.
"Great heavens! what am I about to do? This troubled conscience is
horrible. But shall I go to pieces financially? No! I must not give way
to this weakness. What would the world say were I to become bankrupt?"
He resumed his seat by the table, began looking over his papers, and for
an hour spoke no word, only an occasional sigh escaping him. At length
he said:
"What a villain I am! Yet, isn't it better to save myself and my
reputation than allow this opportunity to pass? Mannis and his fortune
can save me: it is no time to turn back."
Putting on overcoat and hat he left the bank, and on entering his
home met Belle, who gave him a kiss. To his conscience this token of
affection was like molten lead, and leaving her he went directly to his
own room, saying:
"My God! how can I strike this blow at her heart?"
At the tea-table he appeared uneasy and ate little, and being questioned
by his wife and daughter only said:
"I have a slight headache--that is all; it will soon pass off."
Shortly afterward Belle came near him, and said:
"Papa, won't you stay home this evening? I will bathe your head, and
perhaps it will relieve the pain."
"No, my daughter, I have very important business at the office this
evening."
"Let business go for once; be my patient, and I will be your gentle and
loving nurse."
Little did the kind-hearted girl know that she was plunging daggers into
her father's heart, and that every word of endearment pierced him to the
very soul.
Abruptly leaving the house, he went directly to his office, when he was
joined by Sargent. The latter was dressed with scrupulous care, for he
was a great dandy, and spent most of his salary for clothing. Senator
Hamblin beckoned him to approach and be seated, and hesitating before
commencing his business, fumbled over his papers a few moments, and then
said:
"Sargent, a few weeks ago you offered to do me a service. Can I enlist
you in a cause that interests me deeply, if it will also be of great
advantage to you?"
"Yes, sir; you can ask me nothing that I would refuse to do."
"That is well spoken. But first, I wish you to swear you will not betray
my confidence."
"I swear that, whatever you ask of me, no living person shall ever learn
its nature."
"To begin with, you know I do not like Alden."
"Yes, sir; I found that out the first day I entered the bank."
"I have reason to know that Alden does not like you, Sargent."
"I am also aware of that."
"You are a shrewd fellow."
"Not very, sir, but any one can see Alden has no confidence in me. A day
never passes without his showing it."
"How would you like his place, Sargent?"
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