p to the mill site," he
grumbled, addressing Wentworth. "I waited here for a week for you or
Orcutt to show up, and then I decided to hunt you. I followed you to
Winnipeg, and from there to Ottawa, and back again to the head of the
tote-road. Orcutt had left for the States the day before I got there,
but they said you were down at the mill site. I rode down on a truck
only to find that you had come over here for your outfit."
"Well, now you've found me, what's on your mind?" grinned Wentworth.
"I have a memorandum here in my pocket signed by Orcutt in which he
authorized you to transact any and all business regarding the pulp-wood
lands."
"That's correct," admitted Wentworth. "I am a stockholder, an officer
in the company, and its sole representative in the field. Fire away.
What's this business that's so all-fired important as to send you
chasing all over Canada to reach me?"
"My business," replied Cameron gravely, "is to return to you as
representative of the Eureka Paper Company, three hundred and fifty
thousand dollars, which amount was paid over to me by Mr. Orcutt, and
which represents the initial payment of ten percent of the purchase
price of certain pulp-wood lands described in the accompanying contract
of sale."
"Return the money!" cried Wentworth. "What do you mean?"
"Simply, that the deal is off. Or, rather, no valid transaction was
ever consummated."
Every particle of color faded from the engineer's face at the words.
As he glanced wildly about him his eye caught a twinkle in the eyes of
McNabb. The color flooded his face in a surge of red, and his eyes
seemed to bulge with rage as he groped for words. "It's a damned lie!"
he cried. "A trick of McNabb's!" He turned upon the older man: "I
thought you took your defeat too easy, but you'll find you can't put
anything over on me! The deal stands--and we'll fight you to the last
court! If you've found some petty technicality in the contract, you
better forget it. We've gone ahead in good faith and spent a million.
We can employ as good lawyers as you can, and the courts won't stand
for any quibbling! It's a case for the equity courts."
Cameron smiled grimly. "I am a lawyer, and as such you will permit the
smile at your mention of the equity court. You would not be allowed to
enter its doors. For its first precept is: He who comes into equity
must come with clean hands. Are your hands clean? I think
not--neither your hands n
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