Anything wrong?"
"How do you do, Mr. Hagan," responded Jerome. "Didn"t know you were in town. Haven"t seen you for months."
"I"ve been moving around a bit, but I"m back again, large as life and just as natural. Saw you coming out of Old Gripper"s den. I"m bound there myself, for I understand there"s a little matter going on in which I"m a trifle interested."
"You don"t mean that Mexican railroad affair, do you?"
"Why, yes, me boy, that"s it; but how did you guess so quick?"
"I was invited to take a hand in that myself, but I prefer to keep out.
In the manner they propose to do it, I want none in mine. If you"re thinking of b.u.t.ting in, take my advice and stay out."
"As a friend, would you mind telling me why? You have aroused me curiosity."
"If you investigate closely I fancy you"ll find out why, Hagan. This youngster, Merriwell, who is promoting the scheme, is altogether too finicky about the manner in which the deal shall be financiered. He"s old-fashioned in his ideas of honesty and business methods. How Old Gripper can swallow him is more than I can understand, and Gripper has inveigled Warren Hatch and Sudbury Bragg into it. Keep out, Hagan--keep out."
Hagan laughed.
"Thank ye for the advice," he said; "but I have a little trick of my own to turn with those gentlemen. I"m glad to know I"ll find them all ready for me. Don"t worry about Bantry Hagan. He seldom gets left. So-long, Jerome."
Hagan pa.s.sed on, with the dark-eyed youth at his heels, and entered the office of Scott & Rand.
The four men left in the private room were settling down to business when the office boy appeared and announced that Mr. Bantry Hagan wished to speak with Mr. Scott at once on very important business.
Old Gripper seldom betrayed astonishment, but he could not conceal it now. There was likewise indignation in his face and voice as he exclaimed:
"Hagan? That man here? Why, confound his cast-iron cheek! how dare he show his face in my office! What do you think of him, Merriwell?"
"It"s just what I should expect of him," declared Merry. "He has gall enough for a regiment."
"Many thanks for your fine opinion of me," said the voice of Hagan himself, who had boldly followed the boy. "It"s you, Mr. Merriwell, I"m wishing to chat with, too, and I"m lucky to find ye here with Mr. Scott.
And here are Mr. Bragg and Mr. Hatch! Come right in, Felipe."
The somewhat shy-appearing youth of the dark eyes followed him into the room as he pushed the office boy aside.
By this time Watson Scott was on his feet, his face dark as a storm cloud.
"Bantry Hagan, you scoundrel," he cried, "how dare you show yourself to us!"
"Now, Mr. Scott; don"t excite yourself," said the intruder. "You are said to be a man with iron nerves, but your behavior this moment belies your reputation. Why shouldn"t I show myself to you?"
"You know well enough, you villain! You know there is a warrant for your arrest now in the hands of the sheriff of Ess.e.x County."
"And I also know the sheriff of Ess.e.x County is not here to serve it. I further know he never will serve it."
The cool a.s.surance of Hagan was almost staggering.
"It"s an easy matter to swear out another warrant here in this city, and Mr. Merriwell is just the man to do it."
"Mr. Merriwell is just the man not to do it. Were he to take so much trouble, what would he prove against me?"
"He could prove that you were concerned in a dastardly attack upon him up in the Adirondacks, being at that time the worthy a.s.sociate of Porfias del Norte, who came to a well-merited death, together with two other ruffians, by being buried by a landslide."
Hagan grinned.
"It would be easy enough to make such a charge, but quite another matter to prove it. Who could appear as witnesses against me? Could you swear, Mr. Scott, that I had anything whatever to do with this matter of which you speak? No? Well, certain it is that your trusted private secretary, Belmont Bland, will never appear to furnish evidence for any one, nor will O"Toole. It is easy enough to have any man arrested, but proving him guilty is quite another matter."
"It"s a shame, Hagan," said Frank, "that you were not in the cave with Del Norte when that landslide occurred."
"That"s the way you look at it, me boy," nodded the Irishman; "but I have a different feeling about it, and I thank the saints that I was spared. I fancy you thought yourself well rid of all your troubles when Del Norte met with that little misfortune, and you"re now ready to go ahead with your great railroad scheme. But before you lead these gentlemen into it I have a little revelation to make that may interest them and you a bit."
"Say the word, Merriwell, and I"ll have the man kicked out," growled Watson Scott.
"Let"s hear his revelation," suggested Frank, "and then he may have the decency to take himself off of his own accord."
"Now you are coming to your senses," chuckled Hagan. "When you have heard what I"m going to tell ye it"s in no hurry you"ll be to have me go without a little understanding and agreement between us. Porfias del Norte had a plan of his own that bothered you some, for he convinced you that he was the rightful heir of Guerrero del Norte, who years ago had obtained an extensive land grant in Eastern Sonora, and on this land claimed by him your San Pablo Mine is located. Del Norte had parties working in Mexico to obtain a reaffirmation of that old concession. With Del Norte dead and gone I fancy you thought your troubles ended. Me boy, you were wrong. Although you did not know it, old Guerrero was not the only one who obtained concessions in Eastern Sonora."
"What"s the man driving at?" growled Scott. "Is he here with another c.o.c.k-and-bull story about land grants?"
"It"s no c.o.c.k-and-bull story you"ll find it," a.s.serted the Irishman.
"The grant to old Guerrero, Porfias del Norte"s grandfather, was made by President Pedraza in 1832. Am I not right?"
"What if you are?"
"It means a great deal to Mr. Merriwell, as I will demonstrate. I have lately learned that there was an earlier claimant to that same territory. The first Mexican republic was organized in October, 1824, with General Don Felix Fernando Victoria as president. You are quite familiar with Mexican history, Merriwell, me boy. Am I correct in this statement?"
"You are."
"Very well. Now I"m coming to me point. One of General Victoria"s chief a.s.sistants, and a gallant officer in his army, was Colonel Sebastian Jalisco. As a reward for this man"s services, when Victoria became president he granted him a great tract of land in Eastern Sonora, covering practically the same territory as that afterward conceded to Guerrero by Pedraza. This grant of Victoria"s was never revoked or annulled, and therefore Jalisco was the rightful claimant to it all the while. Jalisco was ill for many years of a mental derangement, and neither he nor his heirs ever disputed Guerrero"s right to the territory. Later, however, as you know, President Santa Anna revoked the Guerrero grant. The one made to Jalisco has never been revoked, and it holds good to-day. It happens that chance has thrown me in with Colonel Jalisco"s only surviving heir, his great grandson, and this, gentlemen, is the boy."
Hagan waved one of his square hands toward his dark-eyed companion.
He had thrown a bomb into the meeting, and he smiled to see the havoc it created.
Warren Hatch was on his feet, while Sudbury Bragg had leaned forward on the square table, resting on his elbows, his jaw drooping. Watson Scott grasped both arms of his chair and leaned forward as if to rise, but did not get up.
Of them all Frank Merriwell was the only one who did not seem thunderstruck.
"Who is this boy, Hagan?" he asked.
"The great grandson of Colonel Jalisco, I have told you. His name is Felipe Jalisco, with a whole lot of fancy middle names thrown in."
"We have your word for it, but it takes something more than the mere word of Bantry Hagan to cut any ice."
"Does it, indeed, me lad?"
"It does."
"Then you shall have something more. In fact, Mr. Merriwell, I fancy I can give you all you require. What do you want?"