Not at all. He married a most charming creature named
Henley--Iris Henley--father very well known in the City. I heard of it
at the time. She would have him---infatuated about him--sad business.
Mr. Chairman, I submit that it is quite impossible for us to take
proceedings against this unfortunate lady, who is doing her utmost to
make restitution."
"The Company must not compound a felony," the Chairman repeated.
"Even if we do not get back that two thousand pounds," said the
Secretary, "the Company will lose nothing. The surrender value must be
considered."
Then another of the Directors spoke. "We do not know where thus lady is
to be found. She is probably passing under another name. It is not our
business to hunt her down."
"And if we found her we should have to prove the case, and her guilty
knowledge of the conspiracy," said another. "How would this precious
letter be taken as evidence? Why, we do not even know that it is true.
We might exhume the body: what would that prove after three months? We
might open up the case, and spend a heap of money, and create a great
scandal, and be none the better for it afterwards. My advice is, let
the thing drop."
"Well, but," objected another, "suppose we admit that the man is still
living.
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