'Of course you wouldn't solicit them to join you, William, but some of them wifl want you to continue managing their portfolios. Like your father and Charles Lester, they believe quite rightly that banking is about people and reputations.'
William and Kate spent a tense weekend waiting for Monday and the result of the board meeting in New York. William sat nervously in his - office the whole of Monday morning, answering every telephone call personally, but he heard nothing as the morning dragged into the afternoon. He didn't even leave the office for lunch, and Peter Parfitt finally called a little after six.
'I'm afraid there's been some unexpected trouble, Bi14' were his opening words.
Williani~s heart sank.
'Nod - ,Ling for you to worry about since I still feel I have the situation well under control, but the board wants the right to oppose your nomination with their own candidate. Some of them have produced legal opinions that go as far as saying the relevant clause of 'the will has no real validity. I've been given the unpleasant task of asking if you would be willing to fight an election against the board's candidate.'
'Who would be the board's candidate?' asked William.
'No names have been mentioned by anyone yet, but I imagine their choice will be Ted Leach. No one else has shown the slightest interest in running against you.'
'I'd like a little time to think about it,' William replied. 'When will the next board meeting be?'
'A week from today,' said Parfitt. 'But don't you go and get yourself all worked up about Ted Leach; I'm still confident that you will win easily, and I'll keep you informed of any further developments as the week goes by.'
'Do you want me to come down to New York, Peter?'
'No, not for the moment. I don't think that would help matters!
William thanked hirn and put the phone down. He packed his old leather briefcase and left the office, feeling more than a little depressed. Tony Simmons, carrying a suitcase, caught up with him in the private parking lot.
'I didn't know you were going out of town, Tony!
'It's only the monthly bankers' dinner in New York. I'll be back by tomorrow afternoon. I think I can safely leave Kane and Cabot for twenty - four hours in the capable hands of the next chairman of Lester's.'
William laughed. 'I may already be. the ex - chairman,' he said and explained the latest development. Once again, William was surprised by Tony Simmons'reaction.
,ies true that Ted Leach has always expected to be the next chairman of Lester's,' he mused. 'That's common knowledge in financial circles. But he's a loyal servant of the bank, and I cant believe he would oppose Chaxles Lester's express wishes.'
'I didn't realise you even knew him,' said William.
'I dont know him all that well,' said Tony. 'He was a class ahead of me at Yale, and now I see him from time to time at these darrmed bankers'
dinners that you'll have to attend when you're a chairman. He's bound to be there tonight. I'll have a word with him if you like.'
'Yes, please do, but be very careful, won't you?' said William.
'My dear William, youve spent nearly ten years of your life telling me I'm far too careful!
'I'm sorry, Tony. Funny how one's judgment is impaired when one is worrying about one's own problems, however sound the same judgment might be considered when dealing with other peoples'. I'll put myself in your hands and do whatever you advise.'
'Good then, you leave it to me. I'll see what Leach has to say for himself and call you first thing in the morning.'
Tony called from New York a few minutes after midnight and woke William from a deep sleep.
'Have I woken you, William?,'
'Yes, who is it?'
'Tony Simmons.'
William switched on the light by his side of the bed and looked at his alarm clock. Ten minutes past twelve.
Vell, you did say you would call first thing in the morning.9 Tony laughed. 'I'm afraid what I have to tell you won't seem quite so funny. The man who is opposing you for chairman of Lester's Bank is Peter Parfitt.1 'What?'said William, suddenly awake.
'He's been trying to push the board into supporting him behind your back.
Ted Leach, as I expected, is in favour of your appointment as chairman, but the board is now split down the middle.'
Well. First, thank you, Tony, and second, what do I do now?'
'If you want to be the next chairman of Lester's, you'd better get down here fast before the members of the board wonder why you're hiding away in Boston!