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“But ultimately,” continued the bishop, “Cedric Hardcastle will best be remembered as a family man. He loved Beryl from the day she gave him an extra third of a pint when she was the milk monitor at their primary school in Huddersfield, and he could not have been more proud when their only son, Arnold, became a QC. Although he could never understand why the lad had chosen Oxford, and not Leeds, to complete his education.
“Allow me to end by summing up my feelings for one of my oldest and dearest friends with the words from the epitaph on Sir Thomas Fairfax by the Duke of Buckingham:
He never knew what envy was, nor hate;
His soul was filled with worth and honesty,
And with another thing besides, quite out of date,
Called modesty.”
* * *
Malcolm Atkins raised a glass of champagne.
“To the new chairman of Farthings,” he toasted, as Sloane sat in the chair behind Cedric’s desk for the first time. “So, what will be your first executive action?”
“Make sure we close the Shifnal deal before anyone else works out why it’s so cheap at one point six million.”
“And your second?” asked Mellor.
“Sack Sebastian Clifton,” he spat out, “along with anyone else who was close to Hardcastle and went along with his outdated philosophy. This bank is about to join the real world, where profits, not people, will be its only mantra. And if any customers threaten to move their account, let them, especially if they’re from Yorkshire. From now on, the bank’s motto will be, If you’ve only got pennies, don’t bother to bank with us.”
* * *
Sebastian bowed his head as the pallbearers lowered the coffin into the grave so no one would see his tears. Ross Buchanan didn’t attempt to hide his feelings. Emma and Harry held hands. They had all lost a good and wise friend.
As they walked slowly away from the graveside, Arnold Hardcastle and his mother joined them.
“Why wasn’t Adrian Sloane here?” asked Ross. “Not to mention half a dozen other directors?”
“Father wouldn’t have missed Sloane,” said Arnold. “He was just about to sack him before he died.”
“He told you that?” said Ross.
“Yes. He rang me early on Friday morning to find out what the legal position was if the head of a department was caught using the bank’s money to carry out private deals.”
“Did he say which head of department?” asked Ross.
“He didn’t need to.”
“Did you say six directors?” interrupted Emma.
“Yes,” said Ross. “Why’s that important?”
“It constitutes a quorum. If Cedric were still alive, he would have spotted what Sloane was up to.”
“Oh my God. Now I realize why he needed me to sign those documents,” said Beryl. “Cedric will never forgive me.”
“Like you, I’m appalled, Mother, but don’t worry, you still own fifty-one percent of the bank.”
“Can someone kindly explain in simple English,” asked Harry, “what you’re all talking about?”
“Adrian Sloane has just appointed himself as the new chairman of Farthings,” said Sebastian. “Where’s the nearest phone?”
13
SEBASTIAN CHECKED his watch. Just enough time to make one call. He was relieved to find the only phone box within sight was empty, and wasn’t out of order. He dialed a number he knew by heart.
