The Strange Schemes of Randolph MasonPost, Melville Davisson
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The Strange Schemes of Randolph Mason
Post, Melville Davisson
American fiction -- 19th century; Detective and mystery stories, American; Legal stories, American
"Reckless and unscrupulous as I am," he went on, "I cannot bear to
think of my brother's family beggars because of my wrong, or my father
in his extreme old age turned out from under his own roof and driven
into the poor-house, and yet it must come as certainly as the sun will
rise tomorrow."
The man's voice trembled now, and the flabby muscles of his face
quivered.
"In despair, I gathered up all the funds of the county remaining in my
hands and hurried to this city. Here I went to the most reliable broker
I could find and through him plunged into speculation. But all the
devils in hell seemed to be fighting for my ruin. I was caught in that
dread and unexpected crash of yesterday and lost everything. Strange
to say, when I realized that my ruin was now complete, I felt a kind of
exhilaration,--such, I presume, as is said to come to men when they are
about to be executed. Standing in the very gaping jaws of ruin, I
have to-day been facetious, even merry. Now, in the full glare of this
horrible matter, I scarcely remember what I have been doing, or how I
came to be here, except that this morning in Wall Street I heard some
one speak of your ability, and I hunted up your address and came without
any well defined plan, and, if you will pardon me, I will add that it
was also without any hope."
The man stopped and seemed to settle back in his chair in a great heap.
Randolph Mason arose and stood looking down at the Virginian.
"Sir," said Mason, "none are ever utterly lost but the weak. Answer my
question."
The Virginian pulled himself together and looked up.
"Is there any large fund," continued Mason, "in the hands of the
officers of your county?"
"My successor," said Allen, "has just collected the amount of a levy
ordered by the county court for the purpose of paying the remainder due
on the court-house. He now has that fund in his hands."
"When was the building erected?" said Mason.
"It was built during the last year of my term of office, and paid for in
part out of levies ordered while I was active sheriff. When my successor
came in there still remained due the contractors on the work some thirty
thousand dollars. A levy was ordered by the court shortly before my term
expired, but the collection of this levy fell to the coming officer, so
this money is not in my hands, although all the business up to this time
has been managed by me, and the other payments on the building made
from time to time out of moneys in my hands, and I have been the chief
manager of the entire work and know more about it than any one else. The
new sheriff came into my office a few days ago to inquire how he was to
dispose of this money."
Mason sat down abruptly. "Sir," he said almost bitterly, "there is not
enough difficulty in your matter to bother the cheapest intriguer in
Kings county. I had hoped that yours was a problem of some gravity."
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