Both Smith and Mr. Wintermuth were by this time aware that Mr. Belknap
was handling the Salamander's affairs, and the Vice-President kept on
that gifted gentleman as close an espionage as he could contrive to
keep. After observing him casually engage in conversation three
prominent underwriting executives, any one of whom might be supposed to
be in a position to take over the Salamander, Smith determined to take
the bull by the horns. On the third day after the directors' meeting
he took pains to meet Mr. Belknap and similarly to engage him in casual
conversation.
When, a little later, they adjourned from the Club to Mr. Belknap's
office, the matter was practically settled, subject to the ratification
of the directorates of both companies.
The Boston conflagration was not quite two weeks a thing of the past
when Mr. Belknap signified that he had succeeded in his task of
securing on satisfactory terms a purchaser for the Salamander, and if
the necessary executives of that company would be in Mr. Murch's office
at two-thirty that afternoon, he would bring the contracts for
signature.
Over the telephone Mr. Murch said: "All right. Bring them." To his
secretary he said: "Ask Mr. O'Connor to be here at two-thirty this
afternoon."
At two-thirty Mr. O'Connor appeared.
"Hello--glad to see you," said Mr. Murch, urbanely. Now that the
matter was coming out with such a comparatively favorable color, he saw
no reason to abandon the amenities. In the first flush of anger they
had suffered somewhat, but that was all over.
"Good-day," returned O'Connor, shortly. He had been out on the Street
for three days, trying to catch the scent of some foreign reinsurance
company ignorant of his impending change, so that his fall might not
seem too humiliatingly flat, when the news should be wired every agent
of the Salamander to cease writing. He had met, however, with no
success, so he cannot be blamed if his response to Mr. Murch was a
trifle lacking in enthusiasm.
"You're prompt," proceeded that gentleman, ignoring his visitor's lack
of cordiality. "I'm glad you're on time, for Mr. Belknap just
telephoned that he was on his way here with the contracts and the
representative of the company that's taking us over."
"Did he say what company it was?" inquired O'Connor, with the first
gleam of interest he had shown.
"I don't believe I asked him. There seems to be a lot of secrecy about
these deals, and I didn't care a hang, myself, anyway. He said it was
a thoroughly responsible company, and our policyholders would be fully
protected. They'll be here in a minute."
"I wonder what company it is," the other man said, reflectively, half
to himself.
"You'll know in a moment, because, unless I'm wrong, the boy is
bringing Belknap's card now."
The boy entered with the card in question.
"Ask them to come in," said Mr. Murch.
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