“Let me tell you something in confidence, then. I do not like Major Sampayo. Of course in business matters we do not allow such personal considerations to determine our actions, although they may influence us. I would much rather work with such a man as yourself for instance. But as his name is known to those behind me, of course any decision I may make and my reason for it might reach him.”
His alarm at this was obvious. “I—I am afraid I cannot say anything.”
“Of course as your son-in-law, his success would benefit you. An indirect benefit, perhaps, but still a benefit.”
“Our conversation has taken a very unexpected turn, Mr. Donnington. I was under the impression you desired my influence in any event.”
“It may be a question between yours or his,” I said, pressing him further into the corner. “That is why I have spoken as I have.”
“I—I really cannot say anything. You must decide for yourself. I should be delighted to be associated with you, but—but——” he shook his head and paused.
“But you are afraid of Sampayo?” I finished for him.
“Mr. Donnington!” he exclaimed with no little indignation.
“Don’t take offence, please, at least until you have heard me out. Will you give me your word of honour not to speak of what I wish to tell you?”
“Yes, certainly.”