I did decide that when you came back to America—before that, in fact, if I could reach you by letter—I’d put it up to you as man to man—and tell you that you ought to split that loss with me. Pay me back $500—and that I’d be highly satisfied. And I believed implicitly that you’d be glad to do that. I even had a half idea that maybe you’d pay it all back. I wrote you a letter about it. To Madrid, Spain. Which came back. And another letter, later, to Rangoon, India. Which also failed to connect with your boat.
So I decided to bide my time till you got back in the saddle.
However, 10 months later, when Crimwell Sarterlee’s book, The Fall of Sampsell, was published, the full and complete history of Black Tuesday was all set forth there in derail. And Simon Stannard, you weren’t misinformed b
