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were prone to do?
The question was still goading his mind when he walked into the clutter that was his office。 A ship's clock on the mantel read three thirty…five in the afternoon。 Still plenty of time to make calls before most businesses closed。 He settled into a handsome leather swivel chair behind his desk and punched in the number for New York City information。 The operator gave him the number of Bender's publishing house almost before he finished asking for it。 Then Perlmutter poured a snifter of Napoleon brandy and waited for his call to go through。 No doubt one more wasted effort; he thought。 Bender was probably dead by now and so was his editor。
〃Falkner and Massey;〃 answered a female voice heavy with the city's distinct accent。
〃I'd like to talk to the editor of Nicholas Bender; please。〃
Nicholas Bender?〃
〃He's one of your authors。〃
〃I'm sorry; sir。 I don't know the name。〃
〃Mr。 Bender wrote nonfiction adventure books a long time ago。 Perhaps someone who has been on your staff for a number of years might recall him?〃
〃I'll direct you to Mr。 Adams; our senior editor。 He's been with the pany longer than anyone I know。〃
〃Thank you。〃
There was a good thirty…second pause; and then a man answered。 〃Frank Adams here。〃
〃Mr。 Adams; my name is St。 Julien Perlmutter。〃
〃A pleasure; Mr。 Perlmutter。 I've heard of you。 You're down in Washington; I believe。〃
〃Yes; I live in the capital。〃
〃Keep us in mind should you decide to publish a book on maritime history。〃
〃I've yet to finish any book I started。〃 Perlmutter laughed。 〃We'll both grow old waiting for a pleted manuscript from me。〃
〃At seventy…four; I'm already old;〃 said Adams congenially。
〃The very reason I rang you;〃 said Perlmutter。 〃Do you recall a Nicholas Bender?〃
〃I do indeed。 He was somewhat of a soldier of fortune in his youth。 We've published quite a few of the books he wrote describing his travels in the days before globetrotting was discovered by the middle class。〃
〃I'm trying to trace the source of a reference he made in a book called On the Trail of El Dorado。〃
〃That's ancient history。 We must have published that book back in the early forties。〃
〃Nineteen thirty…nine to be exact。〃
〃How can I help you?〃
〃I was hoping Bender might have donated his notes and manuscripts to a university archive。 I'd like to study them。〃
〃I really don't know what he did with his material;〃 said Adams。 〃I'll have to ask him。〃
〃He's still alive?〃 Perlmutter asked in surprise。
〃Oh dear me; yes。 I had dinner with him not more than three months ago。〃
〃He must be in his nineties。〃
〃Nicholas is eighty…four。 I believe he was just twenty…five when he wrote On the Trail of El Dorado。 That was only the second of twenty…six books we published for him。 The last was in 1978; a book on hiking in the Yukon。〃
〃Does Mr。 Bender still have all his mental faculties?〃
〃He does indeed。 Nicholas is as sharp as an icepick despite his poor health。〃
〃May I have a number where I can reach him?〃
〃I doubt whether he'll take any calls from strangers。 Since his wife died; Nicholas has bee somewhat of a recluse。 He lives on a small farm in Vermont; sadly waiting to die。〃
〃I don't mean to sound heartless;〃 said Perlmutter。 〃But it is most urgent that I speak to him。〃
〃Since you're a respected authority on maritime lore and a renowned gourmand; I'm sure he wouldn't mind talking to you。 But first; let me pave the way just to play safe。 What is your number should he wish to call you direct?〃
Perlmutter gave Adams the phone number for the line he used only for close friends。 〃Thank you; Mr。 Adams。 If I ever do write a manuscript on shipwrecks; you'll be the first editor to read it。〃
He hung up; ambled into his kitchen; opened the refrigerator; expertly shucked a dozen Gulf oysters; poured a few drops of Tabasco and sherry vinegar into the open shells; and downed them acpanied by a bottle of Anchor Steam beer。 His timing was perfect。 He had no sooner polished off the oysters and dropped the empty bottle in a trash pactor when the phone rang。
〃Julien Perlmutter here。〃
〃Hello;〃 replied a remarkably deep voice。 〃This is Nicholas Bender。 Frank Adams said you wished to speak to me。〃
〃Yes; sir; thank you。 I didn't expect you to call me so soon。〃
〃Always delighted to talk to someone who has read my books;〃 said Bender cheerfully。 〃Not many of you left。〃
〃The book I found of interest was On the Trail of El Dorado。〃
〃Yes; Yes; I nearly died ten times during that trek through hell。〃
〃You made a reference to a Portuguese survey mission that found a crewman of Sir Francis Drake living among the natives along the Amazon River。〃
〃Thomas Cuttill;〃 Bender replied without the slightest hesitation。 〃I recall including the event in my book; yes。〃
〃I wonder if you could refer me to the source of your information;〃 said Perlmutter; his hopes rising with Bender's quick recollection。
〃If I may ask; Mr。 Perlmutter; what exactly is it you are pursuing?〃
〃I'm researching the history of a Spanish treasure galleon captured by Drake。 Most reports put the ship lost at sea on its way back to England。 But according to your account of Thomas Cuttill; it was carried into a rain forest on the crest of a tidal wave。〃
〃That's quite true;〃 replied Bender。 〃I'd have looked for her myself if I had thought there was the slightest chance of finding anything。 But the jungle where she disappeared is so thick you'd literally have to stumble and fall on the wreck before you'd see it。〃
〃You're that positive the Portuguese account of finding Cuttill is not just a fabrication or a myth?〃
〃It is historical fact。 There is no doubt about that。〃
〃How can you be so sure?〃
〃I own the source。〃
Perlmutter was momentarily confused。 〃I'm sorry; Mr。 Bender。 I miss your point。〃
〃The point is; Mr。 Perlmutter; I have in my possession the journal of Thomas Cuttill。〃
〃The hell you say?〃 Perlmutter blurted。
〃Indeed;〃 Bender answered triumphantly。 〃Cuttill gave it to the leader of the Portuguese survey party with the request that it be sent to London。 The Portuguese; however; turned it over to the viceroy at Macapa。 He included it with dispatches he forwarded to Lisbon; where it passed through any number of hands before ending up in an antique bookstore; where I bought it for the equivalent of thirty…six dollars。 That was a lot of money back in 1937; at least to a lad of twenty…three who was wandering the globe on a shoestring。〃
〃The journal must be worth considerably more than thirty…six dollars today。〃
〃I'm sure of it。 A dealer once offered me ten thousand for it。〃
〃You turned him down?〃
〃I've never sold mementos of my journeys so someone else could profit。〃
〃May I fly up to Vermont and read the journal?〃 asked Perlmutter cautiously。
〃I'm afraid not。〃
Perlmutter paused as he wondered how to persuade Bender to allow him to examine Cuttill's journal。 〃May I ask why?〃
〃I'm a sick old man;〃 Bender replied; 〃whose heart refuses to stop。〃
〃You certainly don't sound ill。〃
〃You should see me。 The diseases I picked up during my travels have returned to ravage what's left of my body。 I am not a pretty sight; so I rarely entertain visitors。 But I'll tell you what I'll do; Mr。 Perlmutter。 I'll send you the book as a gift。〃
〃My God; sir; you don't have to〃
〃No; no; I insist。 Frank Adams told me about your magnificent library on ships。 I'd rather someone like you; who can appreciate the journal; possess it rather than a collector who simply puts it on a shelf to impress his friends。〃
〃That's very kind of you;〃 said Perlmutter sincerely。 〃I'm truly grateful for your kind generosity。〃
〃Take it and enjoy;〃 Bender said graciously。 〃I assume you'd like to study the journal as soon as possible。〃
〃I don't want to inconvenience you。〃
〃Not at all; I'll send it Federal Express so you'll have it in your hands first thing tomorrow。〃
〃Thank you; Mr。 Bender。 Thank you very much。 I'll treat the journal with every bit of the respect it deserves。〃
〃Good。 I hope you