"Mr. Bines, I"m--it"s natural that I"m a little uneasy. Why should you want to see me do well, after our little affair? Now, out with it! What are you trying to do with me? What do you expect me to do for you? Get down to cases yourself, Mr. Bines!"
"I will, ma"am, in a few words. My granddaughter, you may have heard, is engaged to an Englishman. He"s next thing to broke, but he"s got a t.i.tle coming. Naturally he"s looking fur money. Naturally he don"t care fur the girl. But I"m afraid she"s infatuated with him. Now then, if he had a chance at some one with more money than she"s got, why, naturally he"d jump at it."
"Aren"t you a little bit wild?"
"Not a little bit. He saw you at Newport last summer, and he"s seen you here. He was tearing the adjectives up telling me about you the other night, not knowing, you understand, that I"d ever heard tell of you before. You could marry him in a jiffy if you follow my directions."
"But your granddaughter has a fortune."
"You"ll have as much if you play this the way I tell you. And--you never can tell in these times--she might lose a good bit of hers."
"It"s very peculiar, Mr. Bines--your proposition."
[Ill.u.s.tration: ""_WHY, YOU"D BE LADY Ca.s.sELTHORPE, WITH DUKES AND COUNTS TAKIN" OFF THEIR CROWNS TO YOU_.""]
"Look at what a brilliant match it would be fur you. Why, you"d be Lady Ca.s.selthorpe, with dukes and counts takin" off their crowns to you. And that other one--that Milbrey--from all I hear he"s lighter"n cork--cut his galluses and he"d float right up into the sky. He ain"t got anything but his good family and a thirst."
"I see. This Mauburn isn"t good enough for your family, but you reckon he"s good enough for me? Is that it, now?"
"Come, Mrs. Wybert, let"s be broad. That"s the game you like, and I don"t criticise you fur it. It"s a good game if that"s the kind of a game you"re huntin" fur. And you can play it better"n my granddaughter.
She wa"n"t meant fur it--and I"d rather have her marry an American, anyhow. Now you like it, and you got beauty--only you need more money.
I"ll put you in the way of it, and you can cut out my granddaughter."
"I must think about it. Suppose I plunge in copper, and your tip isn"t straight. I"ve seen hard times, Mr. Bines, in my life. I haven"t always wore sealskin and diamonds."
"Mrs. Wybert, you was in Montana long enough to know how I stand there?"
"I know you"re A1, and your word"s as good as another man"s money. I don"t question your good intentions."
"It"s my judgment, hey? Now, look here, I won"t tell you what I know and how I know it, but you can take my word that I know I do know. You plunge in copper right off, without saying a word to anybody or makin"
any splurge, and here--"
From the little table at his elbow he picked up the card that had announced him and drew out his pencil.
"You said my word was as good as another man"s money. Now I"m going to write on this card just what you have to do, and you"re to follow directions, no matter what you hear about other people doing. There"ll be all sorts of reports about that stock, but you follow my directions."
He wrote on the back of the card with his pencil.
"Consolidated Copper, remember--and now I"m a-goin" to write something else under them directions.
""Do this up to the limit of your capital and I will make good anything you lose." There, Mrs. Wybert, I"ve signed that "Peter Bines." That card wouldn"t be worth a red apple in a court of law, but you know me, and you know it"s good fur every penny you lose."
"Really, Mr. Bines, you half-way persuade me. I"ll certainly try the copper play--and about the other--well,--we"ll see; I don"t promise, mind you!"
"You think over it. I"m sure you"ll like the idea--think of bein" in that great n.o.bility, and bein" around them palaces with their dukes and counts. Think how these same New York women will meach to you then!"
The old man rose.
"And mind, follow them directions and no other--makes no difference what you hear, or I won"t be responsible. And I"ll rely on you, ma"am, never to let anyone know about my visit, and to send me back that little doc.u.ment after you"ve cashed in."
He left her studying the card with a curious little flash of surprise.
CHAPTER x.x.xII.
Devotion to Business and a Chance Meeting
In the weeks that now followed, Percival became a model of sobriety and patient, unremitting industry, according to his own ideas of industry.
He visited the offices of his various brokers daily, reading the tape with the single-hearted devotion of a veteran speculator. He acquired a general knowledge of the ebb and flow of popular stocks. He frequently saw opportunities for quick profit in other stocks than the three he was dealing in, but he would not let himself be diverted.
"I"m centering on those three," he told Uncle Peter. "When they win out we"ll take up some other lines. I could have cleared a quarter of a million in that Northern Pacific deal last week, as easy as not. I saw just what was being done by that Ledrick combine. But we"ve got something better, and I don"t want to take chances on tying up some ready money we might need in a hurry. If a man gets started on those little side issues he"s too apt to lose his head. He jumps in one day, and out the next, and gets to be what they call a "kangaroo," down in the Street. It"s all right for amus.e.m.e.nt, but the big money is in cinching one deal and pushing hard. It"s a bull market now, too; buy A.O.T. is the good word--Any Old Thing--but I"m going to stay right by my little line."
"You certainly have a genius fur finance," declared Uncle Peter, with fervent admiration. "This going into business will be the makin" of you. You"ll be good fur something else besides holdin" one of them d.i.n.ky little teacups, and talking about "trouserings"--no matter _what_ people say. Let "em _talk_ about you--sayin" you"ll never be anything like the man your pa was--_you"ll_ show "em."
And Percival, important with his secret knowledge of the great _coup_, went back to the ticker, and laughed inwardly at the seasoned experts who frankly admitted their bewilderment as to what was "doing" in copper and Western Trolley.
"When it"s all over," he confided gaily to the old man, "we ought to pinch off about ten per cent of the winnings, and put up a monument to absinthe _frappe_--the stuff Relpin had been drinking that day.
They"ll give us a fine public square for it in Paris if they won"t here in New York. And it wouldn"t do any good to give it to Relpin, who"s really earned it--he"d only lush himself into one of those drunkard"s graves--I understand there"s a few left yet."
Early in March, Coplen, the lawyer, was sent for, and with him Percival spent two laborious weeks, going over inventories of the properties, securities, and moneys of the estate. The major portion of the latter was now invested in the three stocks, and the remainder was at hand where it could be conveniently reached.
Percival informed himself minutely as to the values of the different mining properties, railroad and other securities. A group of the lesser-paying mines was disposed of to an English syndicate, the proceeds being retained for the stock deal. All but the best paying of the railroad, smelting, and land-improvement securities were also thrown on the market.
The experience was a valuable one to the young man, enlarging greatly his knowledge of affairs, and giving him a needed insight into the methods by which the fortune had been acc.u.mulated.
"That was a slow, clumsy, old-fashioned way to make money," he declared to Coplen. "Nowadays it"s done quicker."
His grasp of details delighted Uncle Peter and surprised Coplen.
"I didn"t know but he might be getting plucked," said Coplen to the old man, "with all that money being drawn out so fast. If I hadn"t known you were with him, I"d have taken it on myself to find out something about his operations. But he"s all right, apparently. He had a scent like a hound for those dead-wood properties--got rid of them while we would have been making up our minds to. That boy will make his way unless I"m mistaken. He has a head for detail."
"I"ll make him a bigger man than his pa was yet," declared Uncle Peter.
"But I wouldn"t want to let on that I"d had anything to do with it.
He"ll think he"s done it all himself, and it"s right he should. It stimulates "em. Boys of his age need just about so much conceit, and it don"t do to take it out of "em."
Reports of the most encouraging character came from Burman. The deal in corn was being engineered with a riper caution than had been displayed in the ill-fated wheat deal of the spring before.
"Burman"s drawn close up to a million already," said Percival to Uncle Peter, "and now he wants me to stand ready for another million."
"Is Burman," asked Uncle Peter, "that young fellow that had a habit of standin" pat on a pair of Jacks, and then bettin" everybody off the board?"
"Yes, that was Burman."
"Well, I liked his ways. I should say he could do you a whole lot of good in a corn deal."