"Preferred twenty-eight; Common seven," answered Culver. "They"ve been about steady for two weeks."
"Good. And what"s Great Lakes and Gulf?"
Culver showed his surprise. "I"ll have to consult the paper," he said.
"You never asked me for that quotation before. I"d no idea you"d want it." He went to the next room and immediately returned. "G. L. and G.
one hundred and two."
Dumont smiled with a satisfied expression.
"Now--go down-town--what time is it?"
"Eight o"clock."
"Morning?"
"Yes, sir, morning."
"Go down-town at once and set expert accountants--get Evarts and Schuman--set them at work on my personal accounts with the Woolens Company. Tell everybody I"m expected to die, and know it, and am getting facts for making my will. And stay down-town yourself all day--find out everything you can about National Woolens and that raiding crowd and about Great Lakes and Gulf. The better you succeed in this mission the better it"ll be for you. Thank you, by the way, for keeping my accident quiet. Find out how the Fanning-Smiths are carrying National Woolens. Find out--"
The door opened and the plain, clean figure of the nurse appeared.
"The minute"s up," she said.
"One second more, please. Close the door." When she had obeyed he went on: "See Tavistock--you know you must be careful not to let any one at his office know that you"re connected with me. See him--ask him--no, telephone Tavistock to come at once--and you find out all you can independently--especially about the Fanning-Smiths and Great Lakes and Gulf."
"Very well," said Culver.
"A great deal depends on your success," continued Dumont--"a great deal for me, a great deal--a VERY great deal for you."
His look met Culver"s and each seemed satisfied with what he saw. Then Culver went, saying to himself: "What makes him think the Fanning-Smiths were mixed up in the raid? And what on earth has G. L.
and G. got to do with it? Gad, he"s a WONDER!" The longer Culver lived in intimacy with Dumont the greater became to him the mystery of his combination of bigness and littleness, audacity and caution, devil and man. "It gets me," he often reflected, "how a man can plot to rob millions of people in one hour and in the next plan endowments for hospitals and colleges; despise public opinion one minute and the next be courting it like an actor. But that"s the way with all these big fellows. And I"ll know how to do it when I get to be one of "em."
As the nurse reentered Dumont"s bedroom he called out, lively as a boy: "SOMETHING to eat! ANYthing to eat! EVERYthing to eat!"
The nurse at first flatly refused to admit Tavistock. But at half-past nine he entered, tall, lean, lithe, sharp of face, shrewd of eye, rakish of mustache; by Dumont"s direction he closed and locked the door. "Why!" he exclaimed, "you don"t look much of a sick man. You"re thin, but your color"s not bad and your eyes are clear. And down-town they have you dying."
Dumont laughed. Tavistock instantly recognized in laugh and look Dumont"s battle expression. "Dying--yes. Dying to get at "em.
Tavistock, we"ll kick those fellows out of Wall Street before the middle of next week. How much Great Lakes is there floating on the market?"
Tavistock looked puzzled. He had expected to talk National Woolens, and this man did not even speak of it, seemed absorbed in a stock in which Tavistock did not know he had any interest whatever. "G. L. and G.?" he said. "Not much--perhaps thirty thousand shares. It"s been quiet for a long time. It"s an investment stock, you know."
Dumont smiled peculiarly. "I want a list of the stock-holders--not all, only those holding more than a thousand shares."
"There aren"t many big holders. Most of the stock"s in small lots in the middle West."
"So much the better."
"I"m pretty sure I can get you a fairly accurate list."
Tavistock, Dumont"s very private and personal broker, had many curious ways of reaching into the carefully guarded books and other business secrets of brokers and of the enterprises listed on the New York Stock Exchange. He and Dumont had long worked together in the speculative parts of Dumont"s schemes. Dumont was the chief source of his rapidly growing fortune, though no one except Culver, not even Mrs. Tavistock, knew that they had business relations. Dumont moved through Tavistock secretly, and Tavistock in turn moved through other agents secretly.
But for such precautions as these the great men of Wall Street would be playing with all the cards exposed for the very lambs to c.o.c.k their ears at.
"I want it immediately," said Dumont. "Only the larger holders, you understand."
"Haste always costs. I"ll have to get hold of a man who can get hold of some one high up in the Great Lakes dividend department."
"Pay what you must--ten--twenty thousand--more if necessary. But get it to-night!"
"I"ll try."
"Then you"ll get it."
He slept, with a break of fifteen minutes, until ten the next morning.
Then Tavistock appeared with the list. "It was nearly midnight before my man could strike a bargain, so I didn"t telephone you. The dividend clerk made a memory list. I had him verify it this morning as early as he could get at the books. He says at least a third of the road is held in small lots abroad. He"s been in charge of the books for twenty years, and he says there have been more changes in the last two months than in all that time. He thinks somebody has sold a big block of the stock on the quiet."
Dumont smiled significantly. "I think I understand that," he said. He glanced at the list. "It"s even shorter than I thought."
"You notice, one-third of the stock"s tied up in the Wentworth estate,"
said Tavistock.
"Yes. And here"s the name of Bowen"s dividend clerk. Bowen is traveling in the far East. Probably he"s left no orders about his Great Lakes--why should he when it"s supposed to be as sound and steady as Government bonds? That means another fifty thousand shares out of the way for our purposes. Which of these names stand for the Fanning-Smiths?"
"I only recognize Scannell--James Fanning-Smith"s private secretary.
But there must be others, as he"s down for only twenty-one thousand shares."
"Then he"s the only one," said Dumont, "for the Fanning-Smiths have only twenty-one thousand shares at the present time. I know that positively."
"What!" Tavistock showed that he was astounded. "I knew James Fanning-Smith was an a.s.s, but I never suspected him of such folly as that. So they are the ones that have been selling?"
"Yes--not only selling what they owned but also-- However, no matter.
It"s safe to say there are less than a hundred and fifty thousand shares for us to take care of. I want you to get me--right away--options for fifteen days on as many of these remaining big lots as possible. Make the best terms you can--anything up to one hundred and twenty-five--and offer five or even ten dollars a share forfeit for the option. Make bigger offers--fifteen--where it"s necessary. Set your people to work at once. They"ve got the rest of to-day, all day to-morrow, all day Sunday. But I"d rather the whole thing were closed up by Sat.u.r.day night. I"ll be satisfied when you"ve got me control of a hundred thousand shares--that"ll be the outside of safety."
"Yes, you"re reasonably sure to win, if you can carry that and look after offerings of fifty thousand in the market. The options on the hundred thousand shares oughtn"t to cost you much more than a million.
The fifty thousand you"ll have to buy in the market may cost you six or seven millions." Tavistock recited these figures carelessly. In reality he was watching Dumont shrewdly, for he had believed that the National Woolens raid had ruined him, had certainly put him out of the large Wall Street moves.
"In that small drawer, to the left, in the desk there," said Dumont, pointing. "Bring me the Inter-State National check-book, and pen and ink."
When he had the book he wrote eight checks, the first for fifty thousand, the next five for one hundred thousand each, the last two for two hundred and fifty thousand each. "The first check," he said, "you may use whenever you like. The others, except the last two, will be good after two o"clock to-day. The last two can be used any time after eleven to-morrow. And--don"t forget! I"m supposed to be hopelessly ill--but then, no one must know you"ve seen me or know anything about me. Spread it as a rumor."
Tavistock went away convinced, enthusiastic. There was that in Dumont which inspired men to their strongest, most intelligent efforts. He was harsh, he was tyrannical, treacherous even--in a large way, often cynically ungrateful. But he knew how to lead, knew how to make men forget all but the pa.s.sion for victory, and follow him loyally.
Tavistock had seen his financial brain solve too many "unsolvable"
problems not to have confidence in it.
"I might have known!" he reflected. "Why, those fellows apparently only scotched him. They got the Woolens Company away from him. He lets it go without a murmur when he sees he"s beaten, and he turns his mind to grabbing a big railway as if Woolens had never existed."
Just after his elevated train pa.s.sed Chatham Square on the way down-town Tavistock suddenly slapped his leg with noisy energy and exclaimed half-aloud, "By Jove, of course!" to the amus.e.m.e.nt of those near him in the car. He went on to himself: "Why didn"t I see it before? Because it"s so beautifully simple, like all the things the big "uns do. He"s a wonder. So THAT"S what he"s up to? Gad, what a breeze there"ll be next week!"
At eleven o"clock Doctor Sackett came into Dumont"s bedroom, in arms against his patient.