The Bridgeport evening farmer., 1912-03-30
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 'I thought not" she returned, still laughing. 'It is a pity to disappoint your aunty, but let's do that very thing. You're too good a friend of mine to spoil''
 'T'm beginning to like you immense ly," confessed Herbert. Let's shake hands on it, which they cordially did.
 At almost the same moment Sumner Rollins had made quite different pro- posal, one with the whole heart and the whole love and the whole honor of a stalwart man, and Elsie White, with sorrow that it must be so, searched in her heart and found for him only friendship, and the man whose image blocked the way of Rollins was think ing of her even then. to the entire for getfulness of Lillian Breed.
 In a hundred cities there were riot and discord. In thousand villages there was grave panic. In million homes there was hunger. Commerce was paralyzed, and three months aft CT Senator Sawyer had threatened revolt the entire United States was in a state bordering on anarchy. Pro- sessions of the unemployed had been clubbed into disruption. Street corner speakers, among whom Ben White had become prominent for a certain rudely effective oratory, were suppressed. Gatherings in halls were censored by the police, the militia or the rapidly increasing army of regular soldiers. and were broken up, sometimes with bloodshed. at the least sign of inflam- matory speech. The consequence was natural. Secret meetings were held everywhere, and the emissaries of Blagg gained converts by the tens and the hundreds of thousands from coast to coast. The chaos that Kelvin had deliberately inaugurated to serve his own ends was serving the ends of B1agg equally we'll. The throwing of bombs, with terrific consequence to public safety, became common-so common. indeed, that the life of no public man was secure, yet Kelvin, at- tended by his usual guard, went ev- erywhere. He seemed to bear a charmed life. and on the very day he declared martial law throughout the Union, when every newspaper was against him and when countless hordes were clamoring for his death, he went calmly to Forest Lakes to keep an appointment with Henry Breed. Five hundred grim, armed men. indifferent 10 the turmoil of the world outside, now guarded the grounds. and Kelvin spoke of them the moment he met Breed
 I want your men," said he. "I have examined the faces of them. They are mountaineers everr enc and men of blind allegiance. need them in Washington"
 "No," protested Breed. "I have been years in selecting them, and they must stay here to guard Forest Lakes and me. and what you know to be in the vault below"
 "The vault needs no guarding" re- piled Kelvin. "We'N remove it's con- tents very shortly to the government treasury, anyhow. The time is ripe, and my plan is to be carried out at once"
 "Our plan. you mean" corrected Breed, smiling, whereat Kelvin's eyes contracted for a second.
 It was significant of the remarkable control that Kelvin had obtained over this man, whose once indomitable will had bent the commerce of a nation to his own ends, that he protested no further against the appropriation of his picked guards. Instead, he turned eagerly to the immense portfolio which Sam brought in. Spreading this upon the library table, Kelvin opened it, disclosing a thick stack of the large diagra ms so characteristic of him.
 Breed, restored at once to his shrewd old calculating self, leafed carefully over the neat cardboard diagrams which gave. in turn. comprehensive surveys of the entire extent, condition, and prospects of textile manufacturers, of the steel industry. of meat packing, of merchandising, of every branch of human industry and commerce, each with all its notifications. From the experience of his nearly fourscore years Breed made a crisp, brief, and pregnant comment upon each industry, upon which occupation Doctor Zelphan beamed through his thick spectacles with approval, for Breed was never so normal as at these conferences, when the habit of his business perspicacity came upon him. Far into the night they sat over this work, with Zelphan and Rensselaer, and. for time, Lillian as interested lockers on, and when 1t came time for Phillip to retire he was very weary. Leaving the others still in conversation, he was about to make his way to his own apartments, but Lucy met him at the head of the stairs.
 'They have been making some re- pairs up that way. MT. Kelvin" she informed him, "and we'll have to change your rooms for this visit"
 CHAPTER XXI.
 ~HE led him back into the other
 wing of the house, and he
 drowned as he noted that the 0 room into which he was shown