The Detroit times. [volume] (Detroit, Mich.) 1903-1920, 1908-08-13
VERY HIGH FINANCE


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cred private door OF his office swung
on It's double hinges and his wife and
daughter entered. lyman must have
been unnerved at what he had read.
Tor he made the foolish move OF try
ing 10 conceal the newspaper. as
though hiding one copy would destroy
the hamboyant publicity that went
with 100000 copies.
What are you doing here?" he
asked. huskily.
Their methods OF reply were char
acteristic OF the two women. Janet
went up TO her father, put one hand
on each side OF the big, troubled head.
pulled down the fierce face 10 the
level OF her own plying one and kiss.
ed It.
Are things very bad, daddy?" sne
asked.
Pretty bad, pretty bad" replied
her father.
Well" said Janet. that's the rea.
son I'm here.
Meanwhile Mrs. lyman had been
looking out OF the windows at the
seething, bowling street, and turn
ing, said.
Are things so bad between US.
John. that with that danger rising
about you there should be any ques-
ton as to the reason for my being at
your side? II can't be as bad as
that, John. Eve been foolish, but not
SO unwise as TO debar ME from be
Ing legitimately your helpmeet."
That's true, dad, that's true" said
Janet. holding tight 10 her father $
arm. She has talked TO me as she
never talked before. Told me all
Talked almost as mamma might have
talked"
And look. John" said Mrs. 1y.
nan, coming forward and laying her
hand on Tynan's other arm. don't
you see that | may have thought that
all you cared for was money and that
II find you value my unshared love
or are even jealous OF anything like
partition OF IT, that | may see how
good II Is to be mistaken and may
wonder al and admire your sacrifice.
For you have sacrificed, haven't you
The papers say you have sacrificed
your fortune In order to ruin a man
who was a trespasser on your family
preserves. That Is true. isn't it?"
There's lot OF truth In it," said
lyman. There's stampede on the
Stuyvesant Elsie, there's been bad
work, There's always bad work when
a man gets mad. That's where your
money Is. Forgive me. Elsie. ought
TO have foreseen that
What does II matter. dear? Some
times you've judged me right aud
sometimes you've judged me wrong.
but now read this and Judge"
And with that she handed him a
note, a note from Barholm. note
warning her that there would be an
assault on the Stuyvesant and advis-
ing her to draw out her funds. Ii was
dated the morning OF the preceding
day.
And did you get your money!" ask
ed lyman.
NO, John: you've made your sac
rifce for me. don't you think ! wei
come the chance to show where
TODD? The loss of a little money
isn't the only ruin In ones life"
No! BY God" cried lyman, put
ting his arm around his wife and
draw wing her to him. 1T doesn't mean
ruin at all; IL means our salvation
the saving of our love, the preserva-
ton OF our home"
IL was while they stood thus, Ty'
nan, his wife and his daughter in low
ing embrace, that there was scuffle
outside the door leading from the
main Office the door swung open with
crash and Barholm broke into the
room. Barholm with all his sickness
gone, his clothes awry, his cravat
askew and his hat ruin, for Barholn
had fought his way-squeeZed, wrig'
gled. ducked his way-through yell
ing mob; through two yelling mobs,
really-one outside his own bank AMI
the other outside Tynan's great busi-
ness house. He was gone. smashed.
beaten down; but so was lyman, and
he wanted to see how the great man
bore IL when he learned that II Ty'
nan could pull down. Barholm could
bury lyman In the ruins.
So he burst into the room to tell
lyman of the common disaster and
To gloat over lyman ruined. There
was more subtlety than that. though,
In his plan. He wanted TO tell Ty-
nan that his ruin was not confined
TO The Street, but took In his home,
and that lyman without money was
very different matrimonial asset
from lyman the millionaire. And all
his triumph went down with clatter
as he saw the group that meant
greater faith. greater love.
John lyman" he had shouted rs
he burst into the room. you are.
Well. some people have the devil s
own luck" he went on. Reunited