The Man of Last Resort; Or, The Clients of Randolph MasonPost, Melville Davisson
General
The Man of Last Resort; Or, The Clients of Randolph Mason
Post, Melville Davisson
American fiction -- 19th century; Detective and mystery stories, American; Legal stories, American
“At this late hour,” answered Randolph Mason, “my advice upon that
point can be of no importance. Suggestions after the fact are of little
interest and of no value. You have now to consider some method by which
you may place yourself permanently beyond the reach of the law. This is
no problem of slight moment, and, in order to meet it properly, I must
know the details of this blundering business.”
The coal operator's face grew grave and thoughtful. “I presume,” he
began, “that the priest and the attorney are accustomed to require
details and accurate confessions. I am president of the Octagon Coal
Company, as I have said, and reside in the city of Philadelphia, where
I have been engaged in active business for several years. My life beyond
that time cannot be a matter of any special importance. I may add,
however, that I had been engaged with a foreign company as a fire
insurance adjuster for the State of Illinois for some years before
coming to the East. It was while acting as an adjuster of losses that I
first met with Brown Hirst.
“An unusually large fire occurred in one of the suburban towns near
Chicago, destroying almost an entire block, and I was sent out by my
company to adjust the loss. Upon my arrival in the town I found what I
believed to be evidence of a gigantic fraud. The block had been leased
for a year by one John Hall for the purpose of doing a mammoth general
business with a great number of different departments, and almost before
Hall had opened his doors to the public this fire occurred. There was
no explanation of how the fire originated. When first noticed by the
police, about three o'clock in the morning, the building was blazing
fiercely in a dozen places, and under such headway as to be impossible
to control. The local fire department was unable to prevent the loss of
the building, but fortunately a heavy rainstorm set in and prevented a
total loss of the stock.
“In conversation with Hall, I discovered that not one domestic company
had a dollar on the building or its stock, but that the entire insurance
was carried in my company and a number of London companies usually
associated with it, and for whom I acted as general adjuster. This was
of itself a suspicious circumstance, since the insured would not be
subject to the inquisition of numberless representatives of convenient
local companies, and in a legal fight would have the prejudice against a
remote company in his favor, and, further, he would have but one man to
deal with.
“I observed immediately that Hall was a person of much shrewdness. He
talked little, but what he had to say was exceedingly free from any
suggestion of concealment or obscurity. When I came to examine the
unburned stock, my suspicions were confirmed. It was composed entirely
of bulky merchandise, evidently selected with a view to a fire.
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