Ames stumbled on, doggedly. "This last trip out West I just thought
I'd go down to Brown's early stamping grounds and see what kind of a
reputation he had there. I was getting a little fed up on him and I
thought it couldn't hurt me to have a little something on him against a
rainy day, as it were. You see I never did know what this Curly Field
stuff was, but it didn't take me long to run that story down, even if
it was a generation old. Of course, I don't know what Curly told you,
but certainly the official reports of the Field scandal never proved
anything on either Brown or Fowler."
Enoch moved impatiently. But young Ames, standing rigidly before his
desk exclaimed, "Just a moment longer, please, Mr. Secretary! Some of
these facts you know unless Field was so obsessed with the thought of
his brother's alleged wrongs that he did not mention them, but I'll
state them anyhow. The mining and smelting property that caused the
whole row was originally owned by an old timer named Post who struck it
rich late in life, married and died soon after, leaving everything to
his son, a little chap named Arthur. This is the child Field was
supposed to have robbed. Little Arthur died a couple of years after
Field's suicide but by that time there was nothing left of the property
and no one paid any attention to the child's death.
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