The Wicked MarquisOppenheim, E. Phillips (Edward Phillips)
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The Wicked Marquis
Oppenheim, E. Phillips (Edward Phillips)
Detective and mystery stories; Fiction
"It's enough for me," David acknowledged. "There are two million
shares in the Pluto Oil Company, practically the whole of which stand
in my name. If the calculations which the most experienced oil men in
the States have worked out materialise, those shares will be worth ten
million dollars in four months' time. Let me see," he went on, "two
hundred and thirty thousand pounds is, roughly speaking, one million,
one hundred and fifty thousand dollars. You can have two hundred
thousand of my shares, if you like, at a dollar."
"This is exceedingly kind of you," the Marquis declared. "Let me see,"
he reflected, "two hundred thousand dollars would be--"
"A matter of forty thousand pounds."
"I see!" the Marquis ruminated. "Forty thousand pounds!"
"You are not, I am sure, a business man," his guest continued, "so you
will pardon my reminding you that you can easily obtain an advance from
your bankers upon the title deeds of property, or a short mortgage
would produce the amount."
"A mortgage," the Marquis repeated, as though the idea were a new one
to him. "Ah, yes! I must confess, though, that I have the strongest
possible objection to mortgages, if they can in any way be dispensed
with."
"I suppose that is how you large English landowners generally feel,"
David remarked tolerantly. "If you would prefer it, I will take your
note of hand for the amount of the shares, payable, say, in three
months' time."
The Marquis upset the box of cigarettes which he was handling. He was
not as a rule a clumsy person, but he felt strongly the need of some
extraneous incident. He stood on the hearthrug whilst the servant whom
he summoned collected the cigarettes and replaced them in the box. As
soon as the door was closed, he turned to his guest.
"Your offer, Mr. Thain," he said, "is a most kindly one. It simplifies
the whole matter exceedingly."
"You had better make the usual enquiries concerning the property," the
latter advised. "I am afraid you will find it a little difficult over
on this side to get exact information, but if you have any friends who
understand oil prospecting--"
The Marquis held out his hand.
"It is not an occasion upon which a further opinion is necessary," he
declared. "I approve of the locality of the property, and the fact
that you yourself are largely interested is sufficient for me."
"Then any time you like to meet me at your lawyer's," David suggested,
"I'll hand over the shares and you can sign a note of hand for the
amount."
The Marquis considered the matter for a moment, thoughtfully. There
was something about the idea of letting Mr. Wadham see him sign a
promissory note for forty thousand pounds which occurred to him as
somewhat precarious.
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