"No!" replied Geoffrey, divided between surprise and dismay.
The drawing was Savine"s. He could recognize the figures upon it, but it had evidently been made when the contractor was suffering from a badly-clouded brain. The broken gate itself was damaging evidence, but this was worse, for a glance at the design showed him that the artificers who worked from it had, without orders even, slightly increased the dimensions. Any man with a knowledge of mechanical science would condemn it, but, while he had often seen Savine incapable of mental effort of late, this was the first serious blunder that he had discovered. The mistake, he knew, would be taken as evidence of sheer incapacity; if further inquiry followed, perhaps it would be published broadcast in the papers, and Geoffrey was above all things proud of his professional skill. Still, he had pledged his word to both his partner and his daughter, and there was only one course open to him, if the questions which would follow made it possible.
The lawyer, leaning forward, whispered to Thomas Savine, and then said aloud, "If that drawing is what it purports to be, it must have been purloined. May we ask accordingly how it came into your possession?"
"One of the complainants forwarded it to me. He said he--obtained--it," was the dry answer. "Under the circ.u.mstances, I hesitate to make direct use of it, but by the firm"s stamp it appears genuine."
"That Mr. Savine could personally be capable of such a mistake as this is impossible on the face of it," said the inquirer"s professional a.s.sistant. "It is the work of a half-trained man, and suggests two questions, Do you repudiate the plan, and, if you do not, was it made by a responsible person? I presume you have a draughtsman?"
"There is no use repudiating anything that bears our stamp," said Geoffrey, disregarding the lawyer"s frown, and looking steadily into the bewildered face of Thomas Savine. "I work out all such calculations and make the sketches myself. My a.s.sistant sometimes checks them."
The official, who had heard of the young contractor"s reputation for daring skill, looked puzzled as he commented:
"From what you say the only two persons who could have made the blunder are Mr. Savine and yourself. I am advised, and agree with the suggestion, that Mr. Savine could never have done so. From what I have heard, I should have concluded it would have been equally impossible with you; but I can"t help saying that the inference is plain."
"Is not all this beside the question?" interposed the lawyer. "The junior partner admits the plan was made in the firm"s offices, and that should be sufficient."
Geoffrey held himself stubbornly in hand while the officer answered that he desired to ascertain if it was the work of a responsible person. He knew that this blunder would be recorded against him, and would necessitate several brilliant successes before it could be obliterated, but his resolution never faltered, and when the legal adviser, laying a hand upon his arm, whispered something softly, he shook off the lawyer"s grasp.
"The only two persons responsible are Mr. Savine and myself--and you suggested the inference was plain," he a.s.serted.
Here Gillow, who had been fidgeting nervously, opened his lips as if about to say something, but closed them again when his employer, moving one foot beneath the table, trod hard upon his toe.
"I am afraid I should hardly mend matters by saying I am sorry it is,"
said the official, dryly. "However, a mistake by a junior partner does not prove your firm incapable of high-cla.s.s work, and I hardly think you will be troubled by further interference after my report is made.
My superiors may warn you--but I must not antic.i.p.ate. It is as well you answered frankly, as, otherwise, I should have concluded you were endeavoring to make your profits at the risk of the community; but I cannot help saying that the admission may be prejudicial to you, Mr.
Thurston, if you ever apply individually for a Government contract.
Here is the drawing. It is your property."
Geoffrey stretched out his hand for it, but Savine was too quick for him, and when he thrust it into his pocket, the contractor, rising abruptly, stalked out of the room. Gillow, who followed and overtook him, said:
"I can"t understand this at all, sir. Mr. Savine made that drawing. I know his arrows on the measurement lines, and I was just going to say so when you stopped me. I have a confession to make. I believe I dropped that paper out of my wallet on board the steamer."
"You have a very poor memory, Gillow," and Thurston stared the speaker out of countenance. "I fear your eyes deceive you at times as well.
You must have lost it somewhere else. In any case, if you mention the fact to anybody else, or repeat that you recognise Mr. Savine"s handiwork, I shall have to look for an a.s.sistant who does not lose the doc.u.ments with which he is entrusted."
Gillow went away growling to himself, but perfectly satisfied with both his eyesight and memory. Thurston had hardly dismissed him than Thomas Savine approached, holding out the sketch.
"See here, Geoffrey," began the contractor"s brother, and one glance at the speaker was sufficient for Thurston, who stopped him.
"Are you coming to torment me about that confounded thing? Give it to me at once," he said.
He s.n.a.t.c.hed the drawing from Savine"s hand, tore it into fragments, and stamped them into the mould. "Now that"s done with at last!" he said.
"No," was the answer. "There"s no saying where a thing like this will end, if public mischief-makers get hold of it. You have your future, which means your professional reputation, to think of. In all human probability my poor brother can"t last very long, and this may handicap you for years. I cannot----"
"d.a.m.n my professional reputation! Can"t you believe your ears?"
Geoffrey broke in.
"I"m not blind yet, and would sooner trust my eyes," was the dry answer. "n.o.body shall persuade me that I don"t know my own brother"s figures. There are limits, Geoffrey, and neither Helen nor I would hold our peace about this."
"Listen to me!" Geoffrey"s face was as hard as flint. "I see I can"t bluff you as easily as the Government man, but I give you fair warning that if you attempt to make use of your suspicions I"ll find means of checkmating you. Just supposing you"re not mistaken, a young man with any grit in him could live down a dozen similar blunders, and, if he couldn"t, what is my confounded personal credit in comparison with what your brother has done for me and my promise to Miss Savine? So far as I can accomplish it, Julius Savine shall honorably wind up a successful career, and if you either reopen the subject or tell his daughter about the drawing, there will be war between you and me. That is the last word I have to say."
"I wonder if Helen knows the grit there is in that man," pondered Savine, when, seeing all protests were useless, he turned away, divided between compunction and grat.i.tude. Neither he nor the lawyer succeeded in finding out how the drawing fell into hostile hands, while, if Geoffrey had his suspicions, he decided that it might be better not to follow them up.
CHAPTER XIX
THE ABDUCTION OF BLACK CHRISTY
These were weighty reasons why Christy Black, whose comrades reversed his name and called him Black Christy instead, remained in Thurston"s camp as long as he did. Although a good mechanic, he was by no means fond of manual labor, and he had discovered that profitable occupations were open to an enterprising and not over-scrupulous man. On the memorable night when Thurston fished him out of the river, his rescuer had made it plain that he must earn the liberal wages that were promised to him. As a matter of fact, Black had made the most of his opportunities, and in doing so had brought himself under the ban of the law during an altercation over a disputed mineral claim.
Black, who then called himself by another name, disappeared before an inquiry as to how the body of one of the owners of the claim came into a neighboring river. Only one comrade, and a mine-floating speculator, who stood behind the humbler disputants, knew or guessed at the events which led up the fatality. The comrade shortly afterwards vanished, too, but the richer man, who had connived at Black"s disappearance, kept a close hand on him, forcing him as the price of freedom to act as cat"s-paw in risky operations, until Black, tired of tyranny, had been glad to tell Thurston part of the truth and to accept his protection.
The man from whose grip he hoped he had escaped was the one who had helped Leslie out of a difficulty.
Black Christy found, however, that a life of virtuous toil grew distinctly monotonous, and one morning, when Mattawa Tom"s vigilance was slack, he departed in search of diversion in the settlement of Red Pine, which lay beyond the range. He found congenial society there, and, unfortunately for himself, went on with a boon companion next morning to a larger settlement beside the railroad track. He intended to complete the orgie there, and then to return to camp. Accordingly it happened that, when afternoon was drawing towards a close, he sat under the veranda of a rickety wooden saloon, hurling drowsy encouragement at the freighter who was loading rock-boring tools into a big wagon. He wondered how far his remaining dollar would go towards a.s.suaging a thirst which steadily increased, and two men, who leaned against the wagon, chuckled as they watched him. The hands of one of the men were busy about the bra.s.s cap which decorated the hub of the wheel, but neither Black nor the teamster noticed this fact. Black had seen one of the men before, for the two had loafed about the district, ostensibly prospecting for minerals, and had twice visited Thurston"s camp.
It was a pity Black had absorbed sufficient alcohol to confuse his memory, for when the men strolled towards him he might have recognized the one whose hat was drawn well down. As it was, he greeted them affably.
"Nice weather for picnicking in the woods. Not found that galena yet?
I guess somebody in the city is paying you by the week," he observed jocosely.
"That"s about the size of it!" The speaker laughed. "But we"ve pretty well found what we wanted, and we"re pulling out with the Pacific express. There don"t seem very much left in your gla.s.s. Anything the matter with filling it up with me?"
"I"m not proud," was the answer. "I"m open to drink with any man who"ll set them up for me." When the prospector called the bar-tender, Black proceeded to prove his willingness to be "treated."
Nothing moved in the unpaved street of the sleepy settlement, when the slow-footed oxen and lurching wagon had lumbered away. The sun beat down upon it pitilessly, and the drowsy scent of cedars mingled with the odors of baking dust which eddied in little spirals and got into the loungers" throats. The bar-tender was liberal with his ice, however, and Black became confidential. When he had a.s.sured them of his undying friendship, one of the prospectors asked:
"What"s a smart man like you muling rocks around in a river-bed for, anyway? Can"t you strike nothing better down to the cities?"
"No," declared Black, thickly. "Couldn"t strike a job nohow when I left them. British Columbia played out--and I had no money to take me to California."
"Well," said the prospector, winking at his comrade, "there is something we might put you on to. The first question is, what kin you do?"
According to Black"s not over-coherent answer, there was little he could not do excellently. After he had enumerated his capabilities, the other man said:
"I guess that"s sufficient. Come right back with us to "Frisco and we"ll have a few off days before we start you. This is no country for a live man, anyway."
Black nodded sagaciously and tried hard to think. He was afraid of Thurston, but more so of the other man connected with the Enterprise Company. In San Francisco he would be beyond the reach of either, and the city offered many delights to a person of his tastes with somebody else willing to pay expenses.
"I"ll come," he promised thickly. "So long as you"ve got the dollars I"ll go right round the earth with either of you."
"Good man!" commended the prospector. "Bring along another jugful, bar-tender."
The attendant glanced at the three men admiringly, for the speaker was plainly sober, and he knew how much money Black had paid him. He went back to his bottles, and there was n.o.body to see the other prospector, who had kept himself in the background, pour something from a little phial beneath his hand, into Black"s liquor.