Robert Ludlum – Scarlatti Inheritance

from this date I have no objection to his position with the Scarwyck

Foundation being made public knowledge.

There were two lines on the right for the signatures and a third line on

the left for the signature of a witness. ElizAbeth realized it was a

professional document. It said nothing, but covered everythin&

“You don’t seriously expect me to sign this?”

“I honestly do. You see, if you don’t, my overbearin’ sense of

responsibility would make me go right to the authorities. No doubt direct

to the office of the district attorney with information I believe relevant

to Mr. Scarlett’s disappearance. . . . Can you imagine the international

stir that would cause? The mere fact that the celebrated Madame Scarlatti

was goin’ to question the banks where her son did business—-!’

11911 deny everything.”

‘Unfortunately, you couldn’t deny the missin’ securities. They don’t have

to be redeemed for a year, but they are missin!.’

Elizabeth stared at the Southerner, knowing she was beaten. She sat down

and silently reached for a pen. She signed the papers as he in turn took

each page and did the same.

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CHAPTER 15

Ebzabeth!s trunks were placed aboard the British liner Ca1purnia. She had

told her family that the events of the past few months had taken their toll

of her patience and health and she planned an extended stay in Europe-by

herself. She was sailing the next morning. Chancellor Drew agreed that a

trip might be beneficial, but he strongly urged his mother to take along a

companion. After all, Elizabeth was no longer young, and in her advanced

years someone should accompany her. He suggested Janet.

Elizabeth suggested that Chancellor Drew save his suggestions for the

Scarwyck Foundation, but the issue of Janet had to be faced.

She asked the girl to come to her house late in the afternoon two days

before the Ca1purnia sailed.

“ne things you tell me are hard to believe, Janet. Not so much about my

son, but about you. Did you love bim?1.

“Yes. I think so. Or perhaps I was overwhelmed by him. In the beginning

there were so many people, so many places. Everything went so fast. And

then I realized —slowly-that he didn’t like me. He couldn’t stand being

in the same room with me. I was an irritating necessity. Godl Don’t ask me

whyl”

Elizabeth remembered her son’s words. “It’s time I was married… She’ll

make me a good wife.” Why had he said those words? Why had it been so

important to him?

‘Vas he faithful?”

The girl threw back her head and laughed. “Do you

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know what it’s like to share your husband with-well, you’re never quite

sure?”

“The new psychology tells us that men often behave this way to compensate,

Janet. To convince themselves that they’re-adequate.”

“Wrong again, Madame Searlatti!” Janet emphasized Elizabeth’s name with

slight contempt. “Your son was adequate. -In the extreme. I suppose I

shouldn’t say this, but we made love a great deal. The time, the place, it

never mattered to Ulster. Or whether I wanted to or not. That was the last

consideration. I mean I was the last consideration.”

‘IyVhy did you put up with him? That’s what I find difficult to

understand.”

Janet Scarlett reached into her purse. She withdrew a pack of cigarettes

and nervously lit one. “I’ve told you this much. Why not the rest…. I was

afraid.”

“Of whatTl

“I don’t know. I’ve never thought it out. Why don’t we call

it-appearances.”

“If you don’t mind my saying so, that strikes me as foolish.”

“You forget, I was the wife of the Ulster Stewart Scarlett. I’d caught him.

. . . It’s not so easy to admit that I wasn’t able to hold him any longer

than a few months.”

“I see your point… We both know that a divorce on the grounds of assumed

desertion would be best for you, but you’d be criticized unmercifully. It

would appear to be in the poorest taste.”

“I know that. I’ve decided to wait until a year is up before I get the

divorce. A year is a reasonable time. It would be understandable.”

“I’m not sure that would be in your interesL”

-Why not?”

“You’d completely separate yoursett and partially separate your child from

the Scarlatti family. I’ll be frank with you. -1 don’t trust Chancellor

under these circumstances..P

“I doWt understand.”

“Once you made the first move, he’d use every legal weapon available to

have you declared unfit.”

“Whatl”

“He’d control both the child and the inheritance. Fortunately . – .”

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“You’re madl”

Elizabeth continued as if Janet had not interrupted. “Fortunately,

Chancellor’s sense of propriety~which borders on the ridiculous-would

prevent him from initiating action that might cause embarrassment. But if

you provoked…. No, Janet, a divorce isn’t the answer.”

“Do you know what you’re saying?”

“I assure you I do. . . . If I could guarantee that I’d be alive a year

from now I’d give you my blessingl I can’t, do that. And without me to stop

him, Chancellor would

be a conniving wild animall”

. “There is nothing, nothing Chancellor can do to mel Or my child I”

“Please, my dear. I’m no moralist. But your behavior hasn’t been above

reproach.”

“I don’t have to listen to thisl” Janet rose from the sofa and opened her

pocketbook, replacing the pack of cigarettes and taking out her gloves.

“I’m not making judgments. You’re an intelligent girl. Whatever you do, I’m

sure there are reasons. . . . If it’s any comfort, I think you’ve spent a

year in bell.”

“Yes. A year in bell.” Janet Scarlett began putting on her gloves.

Elizabeth spoke rapidly as she crossed to her desk by the window. “But

let’s be candid. If Ulster were here, or in evidence anywhere, an

uncontested divorce could be arranged quietly, without difficulty. After

all, neither ‘ is without blemish. But, as the law says, one of the parties

is removed, perhaps deceased, but not legally declared dead. And there’s a

child, an only child. That child is Ulster’s heir. This, Janet, is the

problem.”

Elizabeth wondered if the girl was beginning to understand. The trouble

with the young rich, she decided, wasn’t that they took their money for

granted, but. that they couldn’t comprehend that money, though a by-pro-

duct, was a true catalyst to power and, because of this, a frightening

thing.

“Once you made the first: move, the birds bf prey from both camps would

descend. In the final analysis, the Scarlatti name would become a joke in

the back rooms of athletic clubs. And that I will not havel”

Elizabeth took out several folders from the desk drawer, selected one, and

replaced the others. She sat down behind the desk and looked over at the

girl.

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“Do you understand what I’m saying?”

“Yes, I think I do,” the girl said slowly, looking down at her gloved

hands. “You want to conveniently tuck me away out of sight so nothing can

disturb your precious Scarletts.” She hesitated, lifting her head to return

her mother-in-law’s gaze. “And I thought for a minute you were going to be

kind.”

“You can’t very well qualify as a charity case,” said Elizabeth.

“No, I suppose not. But since I’m not looking for charity, that doesn’t

matter, does it? I guess you’re trying to be kind, in your own way.”

“Then you’ll do as I suggest?” Elizabeth moved the folder to put it back in

the drawer.

“No,” Janet Saxon Scarlett said firmly. “I’ll do exactly as I please. And

I don’t think I’ll be a joke in athletic clubs.”

“Don’t be too sure of thatl” Elizabeth slammed the folder back on the top

of the desk.

“I’ll wait until a year is up,” said Janet, “and then do whatever I have

to. My father will know what to do. I’ll do what he says.”

“Your father may have certain misgivings. He’s a businessman.”

“He’s also my fatherl”

“I can very well understand that, my dear. I understand it so well that I

suggest you allow me to ask you several questions before you go.”

Elizabeth stood up and crossed to the library door. Closing it, she turned

the brass lock.

Janet watched the old woman’s movement with as much curiosity as fear. It

was not like her mother-inlaw to be the least concerned about

interruptions. Any, unwanted intruder was promptly ordered out.

“There’s nothing more to say. I want to leave.”

“I agree. You have little to say,” broke in Elizabeth, who had returned to

the desk. “You enjoyed Europe, my dear? Paris, Marseilles, Rome? I must

say, though, New York’s apparently a dull place for you. I suppose under

the circumstances there’s far more to offer across the ocean.”

“What do you mean?”

“Just that. You seem to have enjoyed yourself somewhat unreasonably. My son

found himself quite a likely

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playmate for his escapades. However, if I do say so, he was frequently less

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