Washington standard. [volume] (Olympia, Wash. Territory) 1860-1921, 1894-05-25
CHAPTER v.

At 9 o'clock that evening, when Mr..
James Delafield entered his carriage,
with few words to the driver, he was
In a very different frame of mind from
that in which we last saw him. At the
close Of the market that day Carlotta
was moving upward again, almost as
readily as it had fallen. At the very
moment when he had given up every
thing for lost he had received, to his
great establishment, a note from Mr..
Grierson, insisting ON his immediate
presence at the Empire bank if he
wanted help. Once in Grierson's sane,
tum. an immense sum of money had
bean pressed upon the young man, de-
spite his protestations. 1t made him
able to meet his loans, make good all
his obligations, hold on to his stock, and
thus save his fortune. Grierson con-
trolled the market and knew that at 8
o'clock the next day Delafield, safe
from harm, would be again in his Office
to repay that lean. The man of stocks
had kept his word.
Mr.. Delafield had gone through so
much during the last few hours that he
was somewhat dazed and had not even
stopped to reason about the matter when
he received an urgent note from Miss
Huntingdon requesting him to come at
once to the house ON Sixty-first street.
He found Miss Huntingdon waiting for
him in the drawing room, and he per-
ceived that her manner was hesitant
and nervous as she babe him be seated.
mo doubt. Mr.. Delafeld." she be-
gan, 'you are surprised at SO summary
q request to come here tonight"
None the less at your service, how
ever, Miss Huntingdon.
The young woman bowed. Delafield
was little taken aback at the abrupt
ness of the question, "Have you q
brother, Mr.. Delafieldf"
II had brother" he replied, with q
slight frown, as if the recollection were
not altogether pleasant. HE is dead"
Twas that his manner" she queried,
holding yellow and creased paper be-
fore him.
Delafield looked carefully at the
words written on it. He took the pa
per from her hand and moved nearer
the light. why, yes. that was his
name-Junius Delafield."
Miss Huntingdon caught her breath
quickly and eagerly asked, "Are you
sure that the name is not James Della.
field, your manner"
Quite sure. The name was evident
ly written by one whose hand trembled,
for the n is almost closed, resembling
an a, and the Il not being dotted and
the last two letters slurred gives the
name the appearance Of something else
James, as you suggest. But the
name is 'Junius.' What does all this
mean?" turning suddenly. what has
this to do with my brother or myself"
"Mr. Delsfield, did you know my ia
Their, Silas Huntingdon" not needing
his questions.
"No. But 1 believe I understand
now" Delafield was a trifle embar-
raised. you are thinking, believe,
Of my unfortunate brothers connection
with your fathers affairs"
Miss Huntingdon shook her head sad
ly, saying, 'Then l have done you q
great wrong" She bowed her head and
hid her face in her hands. Delafield
looked at her perplexedly. "Mr. Della
field" she continued, lifting her head,
but not meeting his eyes, 1.-THE name on
that paper was written by my father a
few moments before his death, when,
his voice failing him, he took that
means to let me know the name Of the
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story Of disgrace. Through all these
years I have believed that you were the
man who-your brother. It was through
my influence that you were 50 nearly
ruined in the street today. That was to