Prev | Current Page 109 | Next

Doyle, Arthur Conan, Sir, 1859-1930

"Beyond the City"



"My DEAR DENVER," it ran. "By the time that this reaches you I shall be
out of the reach of yourself or of any one else who may desire an
interview. You need not search for me, for I assure you that this
letter is posted by a friend, and that you will have your trouble in
vain if you try to find me. I am sorry to leave you in such a tight
place, but one or other of us must be squeezed, and on the whole I
prefer that it should be you. You'll find nothing in the bank, and
about L13,000 unaccounted for. I'm not sure that the best thing you can
do is not to realize what you can, and imitate your senior's example.
If you act at once you may get clean away. If not, it's not only that
you must put up your shutters, but I am afraid that this missing money
could hardly be included as an ordinary debt, and of course you are
legally responsible for it just as much as I am. Take a friend's advice
and get to America. A young man with brains can always do something out
there, and you can live down this little mischance. It will be a cheap
lesson if it teaches you to take nothing upon trust in business, and to
insist upon knowing exactly what your partner is doing, however senior
he may be to you.


Pages:
97 98 99 100 101 102 103 104 105 106 107 108 109 110 111 112 113 114 115 116 117 118 119 120 121