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CHAPTER VI.-Continued.

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CHAPTER VI.-Continued.
He helped himself to another drink
his hand shaking so that he could
hardly hold the decanter. He was
fast approaching the state OF complete
fntoxication. Underwood made no at.
tempt to interfere. Why should he
4 care If the young fool made a sot OF
himself? The sooner he drank him
self insensible the quicker he would
get rid of him.
mo. Howard" be said; you'd never
make decent member of society"
"Pr'aps not" hiccoughed Howard.
How does Annie take her social
ostracism?" inquired Underwood
Like a brick. She's thorough
bred. all right She's all 10 the good"
"All the same. I'm sorry ever in
troduced you to her" replied Under
wood. II never thought you'd make
such fool Of yourself as 10 marry"
Howard shook his head in a maud
lin manner, as he replied:
IL don't know whether made a
fool OF myself or not, but she's all
right She's got in her the makings
of great woman-very crude, but
still the makings. The only thing
object to is. she insists on going back
TO work just as If I'd permit such
thing. Do you know what said on
our wedding day? Mrs. Howard jeff
rles, you are entering one of the old
est families in America Nature has
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be a petted. pampered member OF that
select few called the 400" and now,
damn it all, how can ! ask her TO go
back to work? But If you'll let me
have that $1,000"
BY this time Howard was beginning
10 get drowsy. Lying back on the
sofa, he proceeded to make himself
comfortable
Two thousand dollars!" laughed
Underwood. why. man, I'm in debt
up to my eyes"
AS far as his condition enabled him.
Howard gave a start of surprise
Hard up" he exclaimed. Pointing
Sround the room. he said What's
all this-a bluff"
Underwood nodded.
"A blun. that's it, Not a picture,
not vase. not stick belongs to
Inc. Youn have TO go to your IA
ther"
Never" said Howard despondently.
The suggestion was evidently too
much for him, because he stretched
out his hand for his whisky glass "Fa-
thers done with me-" he said dole
fully
Hell relent," suggested Under
wood
Howard shook his head drowsily.
Touching his brow, he said:
TOO much brains, too much up
here" Placing his hand on his heart,
he went on: TOO little down here
Once he gets an idea, he never lets it
60. he holds on. Obstinate. One
idea-stick to IT, Gee. but I've made
mess Of things, haven't II"
Underwood looked at him with con
tempt
You've made a mess OF your life"
he said bitterly. yet you've had some
measure of happiness. You. at least
married the woman you love Drunk
en- beast as you are. | envy you. The
woman wanted married some Qua
else. damn her!"
Howard was so drowsy from the
effects of the whisky that he was al.
most asleep. AS be lay back on the
sofa, he gurgled:
Say, old man; didn't come here
TO listen TO hard-luck stories | came
TO tell one"
In maudlin fashion he began TO sing.
"Oh. listen to my tale OF woe" while
Underwood sat giaring at him. won-
dering how he could put him out
AS he reached the last verse his
head began to nod. TIE words cRma
thickly from his lips and he sank
sleepily back among the soft diven
pillows.
Just at that moment the ts.ephore
bell rang. Underwood quickly picked
up the receiver
who's that?" he asked. AS he
heard the answer his face liz up and
he replied eagerly: Mrs Jeffries- -
yes I'll come down. No. tell her ia
come up"
Hanging up the receiver, he hastily
went over to the divan and shook
Howard