The Catholic bulletin. [volume] (St. Paul, Minn.) 1911-1995, 1912-02-03

"Ah."
The exclamation escaped him invol-
UNFAIRLY. He had reason to remember
young Philip Carlon-reasons he would
not care to discuss with his daughter.
You remember they were in bust
ness in small way" Edna went on,
without noticing the interruption. 1T
seems some big concern syndicate
or corporation-is literally forcing
them to the wall. Kitty did not give
me any details; she seemed strangely
retlcent and reserved. I fear I rather
forced her confidence. She has taken
position in an Office; and-her broth
er will be compelled to do the same II
the worst comes, as they fear it will.
Now, papa, want you to save them-I
do not know how; I am SO ignorant
concerning business. But | have sufi-
cient confidence in your ability as
f1nancier to feel assured that you can
and will help them
He glanced at her abruptly. Was it
thing in her expression treasured him,
and he breathed more freely. Uncon-
sciously he assumed his judicial air,
the magisterial poise that had served
his purpose on more than one occasion
outside the courtroom. Alert, subtle,
to impress the beholder with an ex-
aggerated sense of his power and au-
thority, together with the utter futility
of combating his decisions or appeal
ing to higher law.
you forget, my DEAR" he said kind
iy and courteously, with just hint
Of the patient tolerance a man displays
towards a child, there is a certain
code of honor in business affairs which
prevents one man from meddIing in the
affairs of another. And you must not
ask the impossible, though"
you seem to forget that am no longer
a child, to be put off with mere sophis-
tries. I know that my father could
not commit a dishonorable act If he
tried" she said, smiling fondly at him;
''and I think he knows that his daugh-
than ask him to do that which would
in the least interfere with his sense
of high-souled integrity"
Judge Forsyth WINGED inWardly, as
if finger had been laid on an open
wound. Outwardly, he was the suave,
polished gentleman his daughter knew
and loved.
But this is quite another matter,
papa" she went on earnestly, coming
step closer. II am sure you will
be only too glad of the opportunity
to lend helping hand to the children
of your old friend and partner by
using your influence against this mon
ster that is crushing them to the wall.
When you were a struggling young
man Peter Carbon placed your feet on
the first round of the ladder that event
ually led to fortune and success, and
now it is in your power to do the same
for his son. Isn't it splendid, papa?
1t is like chapter out of some novel"
The Judges face did not change, but
each word that she uttered was like
the lash of whip.
"You are a good advocate" he was
beginning, with a forced smile, when
servant entered to announce the ar
rival of Mrs. Carlyles carriage. The
mask he had worn in his daughters
presence fell from him the moment the
door closed behind her.
Good God! I am caught in a trap
"a trap of my own setting!" he NUT
tered, pacing back and forth like a
Gagged animal. But there must be a
way out There is always a way out
of everything! Let me think it over
plores it more than THAT Cartons
son should own the very property we
must have to make success of our
scheme-a scheme that means 50 much
for each individual stakeholder. 1t has
gone too far to draw back now. AS
president of the corporation I am in
honor bound to go on, even though
it bankrupts the son of the man who
befriended me. The fnancier cannot
afford to be squeamish. l am not
quite myself tonight. After all, con-
science dies hard. Good God, if Edna
should ever learn the truth"
At that moment the footman enter
ed bearing a silver salver, upon which
reposed a gentleman's visiting card.
81 told the gentleman that you were
engaged, but he insisted upon sending
! in his card"
The frown on the judges face gave
place to look bordering on dismay
when he read the name, tMr. Philip
Carbon" CHANGING up sharply, he saw
that the owner of the card was even
then entering the room.
"You may co." he said in a low tone
to the servant, at the same time pull
| ing himself sharply together.
When the door had closed upon the
servant Philip Carton advanced quick
ly to within a few feet of the Judge,
who, outwardly smooth, suave, polish
ed, stood courteously awaiting his ap-
proach.