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Updated: June 10, 2025
After dinner that evening Montague had a chat in the smoking-room with his host; and he brought up the subject of the Hasbrook case, and told about his trip to Washington, and his interview with Judge Ellis. Harvey also had something to communicate. "I had a talk with Freddie Vandam about it," said he. "What did he say?" asked Montague.
The return cargo for Warren consisted of stores that the Vandam warehouse had in stock, and some stuff that took a day or more to collect in town. As Rolf was sorting and packing next day, a tall, thin, well-dressed young man walked in with the air of one much at home. "Good morrow, Peter." "Good day to ye, sir," and they talked of crops and politics.
His shirts were embroidered with violets and perfumed with violets and there were bunches of violets at his horses' heads, so that he might get the odour as he drove! There was a cruel saying about Freddie Vandam that if only he had had a little more brains, he would have been half-witted.
"And now," said Peter, "with the help of my birth-register and marriage-certificate, which will be placed at your service with all possible haste, I hope I may win your recognition." The situation, at first tense, had become more and more funny, and the bystanders laughed aloud. Rolf rose to it, and smiling said slowly, "I am inclined to think that you must be Master Peter Vandam, of Albany.
"I wouldn't know," said Harvey. "He's supposed to be Freddie's backer but what can you tell in such a tangle?" "It is certainly a mess," said Montague. "There's no bottom to it," said the other. "Absolutely it would take your breath away! Just listen to what Vandam told me to-day!" And then Harvey named one of the directors of the Fidelity who was well known as a philanthropist.
The delicacy of the situation, so far as I am concerned, is that the company with which he has the most fault to find is one in which I myself am a director. You understand?" "Perfectly," said Montague. "What company is it?" "The Fidelity," replied the other and his companion thought in a flash of Freddie Vandam, whom he had met at Castle Havens! For the Fidelity was Freddie's company.
"Well, there's one thing I'd be glad to have ye do; that is, go up there and bring Peter Vandam." "I'll watch yer stuff while you go." "No, I can't leave." "Then go to blazes; d'yte take me for yer errand boy?" And Rolf was left alone. He was green at the business, but already he was realizing the power of that word fur and the importance of the peltry trade.
It was clear that, but for Rolf, there might have been serious loss of fur, and Vandam showed his appreciation by taking the lad to his own home, where the story of the difficult identification furnished ground for gusty laughter and primitive jest on many an after day.
Vandam know now in the other world whether anyone in this room substituted a morphine capsule for one of those ordered by her three days before she died? Does she know whether the same person has done the same thing with those later ordered by Mr. Vandam?" "John" seemed considerably perturbed at the mention of capsules. It was a long time before any answer was forthcoming.
There was a heavy silence, and at last Harold March said, "But where is the real relic?" "Where it has been for five years," replied Horne Fisher, "in the possession of a mad millionaire named Vandam, in Nebraska. There was a playful little photograph about him in a society paper the other day, mentioning his delusion, and saying he was always being taken in about relics."
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