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I suppose I have not quite got over my soreness over matters in general, but for reasons which I need not enter into, I want to know if Brander's clerks, who were with him when I was last there, are still with him in his office, and, if not, where they are employed. I do not know anyone else to write to on the subject, and I am sure you will not mind taking the trouble in the matter for me."
On the following morning Harford's name was brought in just as breakfast was over. "It is the man who was Brander's clerk, Doctor," he said. "I met him in town and he has come down to see me on a little matter of business." "Take him into the consulting-room, Cuthbert, I am not likely to have any patients come for the next half-hour."
Most people seem to have it some time or other, but I haven't run across a case of it." "Sure you have, Doc. Mamie Brander's little girl a few weeks ago. Feels like your pulse is going to rip your skull off, right here. Can't eat because chewing drives you crazy. Back of your head, neck and shoulders swell up for about a week. Then it goes away."
Naturally, I did not believe Brander's story, but it was evident he had, when he made the offer, some reason for wanting the bank to keep its doors open for a time, and that that reason, whatever it was, had ceased to operate when he withdrew the offer."
"Frank ... dear, please...." "Do you love him?" "Yes." She tried to bury her head in her arms, but he untwisted her gesture. His hands, striking and clawing at her, made her scream. A mist he had seized her. "Frank! Frank!" "Do you love him now?" She opened her eyes and stared wildly into Brander's face. It grinned at her. Her arms clutched his body. "No, no!" she cried, her mouth gasping.
It was dated on the day after the previous board meeting, so that in the ordinary course it would not be passed until the next meeting, and it might very well have remained in Brander's hands until he knew that the directors were going to meet again. I have often wondered what Brander's game was, and of course I thought all the more of it when I saw that he had bought Fairclose.
Brander's office, which was but a couple of hundred yards away. "How do you do, Mr. Levison?" Cuthbert asked as he entered. "Is Mr. Brander alone?" "Yes, he is alone, Mr. Hartington. I am glad to see you again, sir." With a nod Cuthbert walked to the door of the inner office, opened it, and went in. Mr. Brander started, half rose from his chair with the exclamation "My dear !" then he stopped.
I have been abroad for the last eighteen months, and now, having returned, am anxious to get to the bottom of the matter if I can. The transfer of the shares from Cumming, the manager of the bank, to my father, was signed at Mr. Brander's office, I fancy. At any rate, you and Mr. Levison were the attesting witnesses to my father's signature.
As to the receipts for the payments of interest they proved nothing as they were, of course, in Brander's own handwriting and were found where he put them. If you could find out that Brander had knowledge of Mr. Hartington's state of health about the time that transfer was produced you would strengthen your case.
Once in the street again, after a word of explanation to the watchman, the officers and Simpkins separated, they to report and send out an alarm for Mrs. Athelstone and Brander, he to call up his office before rejoining them. His exultation over his beat was keyed somewhat lower, now that he understood what Brander's real interest in Mrs. Athelstone was.
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