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Updated: May 15, 2025
They discussed casually the cost of living in the North, the raising of strawberries at Kusiak, and the best way to treat the mosquito nuisance, but neither of them referred to the Macdonald coal claims or to Sheba O'Neill. Macdonald, from his desk, looked up at the man in the doorway. Selfridge had come in jauntily, a cigar in his mouth, but at sight of the grim face of his chief the grin fled.
At all costs he must protect them. His forearm came up with a jerk. Two shots rang out almost together. The cashier sagged back against the wall and slowly slid to the floor. The guests of Mrs. Selfridge danced well into the small hours. The California champagne that Wally had brought in stimulated a gayety that was balm to his wife's soul.
"No," roared the underwriter, in the ear of the puzzled old gentleman; while he slapped him vigorously on the back; "it will not be paid. You or I must have been ruined, Mr. Selfridge, and it has settled on you. I do not pay der Titan's insurance nor will der other insurers.
I tell you that they are in a dangerous mood." "Sorry, but I can't help that." "You can stay around town and not go out alone nights, can't you?" "I dare say I can, but I'm not going to." "Some of these men are violent. They don't think straight about you " "Kindness of Mr. Selfridge," contributed Gordon. "Perhaps. Anyhow, there's a lot of sullen hate brewing against you.
Wally Selfridge," he explained to his reflection. "But Macdonald is the class. He's there with both right and left. That uppercut of his is vicious. Don't ever get in the way of it, Gordon Elliot." He examined his injuries more closely in the glass. "Some one landed a peach on my right lamp and the other is in mourning out of sympathy.
Just for a week or two " "Tell your friend something else while you're on the subject. If I drop him, I go scot free because he is interfering with me in my duty. I'll put Selfridge on the stand to prove it. But if he should kill me, his last chance for getting the Macdonald claims patented would be gone.
I found him there, and committed Nash to his charge, with the request that he would send him down to Monterey, which he did in the sloop-of-war Dale, Captain Selfridge commanding. I then returned to Monterey by land, and, when the Dale arrived, Colonel Mason and I went on board, found poor old Mr.
"I want my papers, Selfridge. Dig up your keys and get them for me," Elliot commanded. Wally did not need any keys. He knew the combination of the safe and opened it. From an inner drawer he drew a bunch of papers. Gordon looked them over carefully. Strong sat on a table and toyed with a revolver which he jammed playfully into the stomach of his fat prisoner.
I pelieve you are der largest holder of Titan stock about one hundred thousand, is it not?" "About that." "I am der heaviest insurer; so Mr. Selfridge, this battle will be largely petween you and myself." "Battle is there to be any difficulty?" asked Mr. Selfridge, anxiously. "Berhaps I do not know.
If to this could be added later reports of an indictment, a trial, and possibly a conviction, it would not matter two straws what Elliot said in his official statement to the Land Office. Since the attack upon his chief, Selfridge had moved on the presumption that Elliot had been in a conspiracy to get rid of him.
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