Crowley in desperation telegraphed for money from his personal bank account and got back a telegraphic order from Mrs. Cornell for $125. He divided with Smith and then bought a ticket for San Francisco so that he could deal direct with Bopp. Following Von Brincken’s suggestion he told Smith when he left to go and see Von Papen, and get the rest of his money from him. Smith went to the German Club, on Central Park South, and sent up a message to Von Papen to which he got the curt reply that Von Papen did not want to see anybody from San Francisco. He had not yet been informed by Von Brincken that Smith was a man he could use.
Smith was now very angry, and casting all discretion to the winds, telegraphed openly and directly to the German Consulate in San Francisco, addressing the message to Von Shack on the theory that having exhausted all approaches to Bopp and Von Brincken he would go after the one man who still might be reached:
Why dont you answer?
Smith.
Three days later Smith telegraphed to Crowley who, he knew, would now be in San Francisco:
Please advise office that I request immediate reply also transportation back to Frisco. I resist (resent) the treatment I have lately received for my faithful service. Answer.
L. J. Smith.
A few days later, telegraphing from an office on the Exposition Grounds, in San Francisco, Crowley sent a message to Smith in New York:
Two hundred to-morrow one hundred Tuesday both Postal. Come.