Newark evening star and Newark advertiser. [volume] (Newark, N.J.) 1909-1916, 1910-10-18

Henry Carleton sat at his desk, but
| not in his usual attitude Of calm COM
posture, leaning Jack in his chair, the
acknowledged lord and master OF MS
little world, envied by all men VINO
came to see him, to buy or sell, bargain
end haggle, plot and plan. This Henry
| Carleton was a strangely1different man.
YEARLY enough he leaned onward In
his chair, his head propped on one
hand. while in the other the pencil
which ordinarily never moved but to
some purpose, to jot down some preg-
nant list of facts or figures, o moved
over the blank surface of the paper IN
little aimless scrawls and circles; mt
index, perhaps, to it's owners strange
confusion of brain-a man for once
troubled, wavering and irresolute, we'll
nigh, at times, despairing, yet still
seeking feverishly the solution of the
puzzle, making desperate hunt for the
missing key.
Facing him sat Jack Carleton, astride
of one Of the office chairs, his hands
g~rasping its back, his eyes never cav
ing the others face. His whole ex-
p~ression-the twitching mouth, the
deep- set CLEAN in his troubled eyes, the
unconsciously wrinkled brow all
seemed to bear witness to some storm
of passion that had passed over him,
and even in the comparative calm
which had followed, had still left It's
traces behind. One might have haz-
arded tina the man who sat there
staring into Henry Cartoons face was
a man actuated by W feelings, n
new, one old; one a fear, deep n
deadly, the other a resentment so fierce
and bitter that unrestrained by time
and place 1t would have loosed him,
like a bulldog, at the others throat.
Without looking up, Henry Carleton
again began the argument, his tone
ar odd mixture, half threatening, half
conciliatory, as one who, knowing that
It. lies within his power to effect his
ends by force, yet for some reason
strives first to gain them by gentler
mee ns. Jack" he said, I'VE have to
And a way out somehow. And / want
to play fair with you'll want ever to
be more than fair"
Jack Carleton cut him short with a
i0uBn oO dLtCilJ oCFOlo VI IA ~
full of h bitterest malice, that a
curse would ave struck more pleas
antly upon the ear. "Oh, yes he
Knocked, "of course you do. You want
to be fair He paused a moment; then,
with a naked, unrestrained, deliberate
passion horrible tc witness, he pro-
truded his read with q gesture almost
bestial, his tone lowered so hat he
ID , -, uthlfo n4I.V 80 ~ - HE
teeth. You damned sneak he said,
why, in the name of God, can't you
act like q man.? Talk like a NAM? All
these dirty, ~canting phrases of yours;
they've grown on you now so you can't
drop 'em if you wanted to. You've
stified all the real man that was ever
in you-and to start with that was
precious little. You're a money-making
machine; money distributing, too. if
that's any comfort to you; you credit
to the Carleton name. You've sneaked
and schemed your way so long that
you do it from habit now, and a devil
of a fine result you've got this time.
You want to be fair. Fair! Oh, my
God" he laughed again.
Henry Carleton lifted a face fushed
suddenly with angry crimson. stop
1t, Jack" he commanded, and then,
through force of long discipline, with a
sigh he slowly shook his head, and let
bis cienched hands relax. whats
the use?" he said. with infinite pa
thence. what's the use now, Of all
times? Hear me out, Jack. I know
that you hate me, and I know why.
rye been a successful man, and you've
been q failure, but our chances were
the same. You could have done as we'll
as Only Won ohnae to use YOUR ener-