Dick Hamilton's Touring Car; Or, A Young Millionaire's Race For A Fortune
John Stuart Mill · en
"Why, the whole thing, according to this paper, is scheduled to be
settled a week from to-day."
"You can get to 'Frisco before then!" exclaimed Innis.
"Yes, I know I can, but what good will it do me? I can't file these
papers before the date set. You see they've stolen a march on us. Uncle
Ezra has had his lawyers act and they've brought matters to a head
sooner than was expected.
"These legal papers I have are useless after all our work in saving
them, and Wardell's fortune will be lost! Hang it all! Did you ever see
such bad luck?" and Dick vigorously shook the newspaper he had picked up
on the desert.
CHAPTER XXVII
THE MAN IN THE DESERT
"Say, Dick," requested Paul, "just calm down a bit, and sort of explain
things."
"Yes, he's got me going," added Innis, pausing in the act of frying some
eggs for supper.
"Why, it's plain enough," said Dick. "Here is a piece of a San Francisco
paper, and it has in it an account of this railroad lawsuit. The case
come up in 'Frisco, you know," he added. "The paper was probably tossed
out of the car window by some man who got tired of it, and I almost wish
I hadn't found it."
"Why?" Paul wanted to know.
"Because it makes me feel bad. To think that all my hard work is thrown
away."
"But is it?" asked Innis.
"It looks so. This is how I figure it out. As soon as Uncle Ezra finds
out he couldn't block my game to save Mr. Wardell's fortune by getting
the legal papers away from me, he starts off on a new tack. He has his
lawyers look up other means for getting control of this railroad, and
they find one, it seems.
"From what I can gather, by reading this article, a new witness has
cropped up. He gave testimony in court that knocks out Wardell, and
makes his claim valueless. Under the new ruling, Uncle Ezra and those
associated with him can go ahead and, inside of a week, get possession
of the railroad stock so that Mr. Wardell can't redeem it.
"You see, it was this way: This Wardell had this stock left to him by
his father. It was worth considerable. In fact, it virtually made him
owner of the railroad, though of course he didn't operate it. Then,
foolishly, he puts up that stock as security for a loan with Uncle Ezra,
and invests the money in something else.
"He loses it--I guess Uncle Ezra intended he should, and of course if he
can't pay it back Uncle Ezra will get the railroad. But from what my dad
and I understood there was a time limit set by which Wardell would have
another show for his white alley--I mean that he'd get a chance to go to
court, and say he had been cheated and would like more time to raise the
money to buy back his railroad stock.