Adams, Robert -- Horseclans - 15 by The Memories Of Milo Morai

Author:The Memories Of Milo Morai
Language: eng
Format: mobi
Published: 2012-07-19T18:40:56+00:00

Chapter VI

It was not until shortly after he and Martine were married that Milo discovered just how wealthy had been his late buddy Jethro, and then he was stunned, staggered. Certain at first that he had misunderstood, he switched from the English they had been speaking to her native tongue, French.

“How much, Martine?”

She shrugged languidly, in a way that seems to be unique to speakers of Romance languages, and replied, “Fifteen millions, my Milo, more or less, of course; the figure is now some five months old. Telephone the accountant in New York, on Monday morning; he can give you the exactness. But that does not include certain small properties Jethro acquired here and there over the years, or this farm, either, for that matter.”

“He once told me,” said Milo, “that he owns a villa near Nice.”

Martine frowned and nodded. “Yes. I have ordered it repaired. It is said to have been damaged severely in the war. There is another, presently being leased profitably, in Switzerland. There is the little house he bought in South Carolina before he went to England, a piece of undeveloped beachfront property in North Carolina, his townhouse in New York City, the estate that was his father’s on Long Island, New York, and the home his father and mother used in winter in Miami, Florida. He also inherited his elder brother’s homes, one in Connecticut and one in Cuba, the home of his uncle in Bermuda and the home of his sister somewhere in California.”

“Those are not included in the fifteen million, eh?” he said dryly. “Then, pray tell me just what is included, Martine.”

“Let us see if I can to remember.” She closed her eyes and began to tick her fingers. “There is the ranch in New Mexico and the one in Montana, of course. Various petrol wells in a number of places are owned wholly or in part. There are mines that produce copper or silver or something of those sorts—one is in Utah, one is in Nevada and one is somewhere in South America, I believe … or is it two? I don’t recall, Milo.

“There are part ownerships in coal mines, in iron ore mines and in some other ore whose name I cannot think but who is used to make the metal called aluminium, I believe. There are part ownerships in some canneries of fish and other things, but I don’t to remember just where they are and … oh, yes, one of them is in Argentina, adjacent to the biggest of the ranches of cattle. There is another ranch, almost as big, of sheep, but I cannot think of where.

“If you will but to telephone Monsieurs MacLeish and Birnbaum, they can send you papers that will tell you all these things in greater detail.”

Milo did better than that. He packed a bag, drove to the station in Washington and took a train up to New York City, arriving in midafternoon. A taxi driver’s suggestion wound him up in the Waldorf-Astoria Hotel.

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