Tutt and Mr. Tutt
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“My, isn't this nice!” murmured Doc, trying unsuccessfully to eat a muffin, drink his tea and do justice to a stogy at the same time. “It's so homy now, isn't it?”
“Doc,” answered Mr. Tutt, “did you really want that ten thousand?”
“Me?” repeated Doc vaguely. “Why, I told you I gave that stock to you long ago. It isn't mine any longer. Besides, I don't want any money. I'm perfectly happy as I am.”
Mr. Tutt laughed genially.
“Oh, well,” he said, “it's no matter who owns it. Elderberry just telephoned me that he had received a telegram from the Amphalula that the vein had definitely run out. It's all over-including the shouting.”
“Elderberry telephone you?” queried Miss Wiggin in astonishment.
“Yes, Elderberry. You see, he's done, he says, with Scherer, Hunn, Greenbaum &Beck. Wants to turn state's evidence and put 'em all in jail. I've said I'd help him.”
“Then why didn't you take the ten thousand and call it quits while the getting was good?” demanded his partner icily.
“Because I knew I'd never get the ten anyway,” replied Mr. Tutt. “Greenbaum would have learned about the vein on his return to the office.”
“Well, I must be getting along back to Pottsville!” mumbled Doc. “This has been a very pleasant trip-very pleasant; and quite-quite-exciting. I-”
“What I'd like to know, Mr. Tutt,” interrupted Miss Wiggin, “is how you justify your course in this matter. When you attempted to block this proposed reorganization you knew nothing about the Elderberry circular of 1914 valuing the property at ten million, or of the Amphalula vein. On its face you were attempting to wreck a perfectly honest piece of financiering, and unless it was a strike suit-which I hope and pray it wasn't-”
“Strike suit!” protested Mr. Tutt with a slight twinkle in his eye. “How can you suggest such a thing! Didn't the events demonstrate the wisdom of my judgment?”
“But you didn't know what was going to happen when you began your suit!” she argued firmly. “I hate to say it, but I should think that if everything had not come out just as it has your motives might easily have been misconstrued.”
“It was a matter of principle with me, my dear,” declared Mr. Tutt solemnly. “Just to show there's no ill feeling, won't you give me another cup of tea?”
Arthur Train
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