The Miller press. [volume] (Miller, S.D.) 190?-current, 1914-01-22

tical FORM" he concluded. as she . a
silent. Your father newer did ane
.,cfs. can. He's got to come to me,
to me, right bore. Since you drive
me to 1t, I'll just tell yo" one thing
I've had this whole thing In my own
hands for more than eight months!
The company doesn't know It. he
doesn't know it, no one knows 1t. I've
been just waiting-to see whether ]
had a wife or not"
You never told? Then you've been
~disloyal, you've been a coward! You
took Eis money"
"All right" said Halsey suddenly,
grimly. that's all | need. | see. new.
know what to do now"
But you didn't tell father!" she
! went on flercely. And we all knew
how much has been depending on that
factory. Weren't we all IN that
didn't We all help, from the very first?
Didn't IL"
Yes, you did, you and your moth
err" said Halsey. you've had o. Will
have all you earned. she got divorced
from her husband, you may get di-
vorccd from me! It's a fine world,
isn't It? We've all been chasing for
more money. Well, here We are!
There's a couple over there. here's All.
| other one here. Fine, isn't it,"
But Charles!" She moved toward
him and laid a haiid on MS arm. You
don't stop to reflect on what you are
/ saying! If you have that secret in
your hands, why, don't you s%ee-don't
you see"
What do you mean?"
why, even Pa will have to como
to you! You won't be DOOR then"
Il should say he would have to
come to mel" said Charles Halsey
slowly. Yes, | dare say. | dare say,
also, I could make q lot of money
whether he did or didn't"
Listen, Charley. He's got every
thing, and he wants everything. He's
my father, but he doesn't care. He
he sold me out. What do we owe to
him and her? What did he do to my
mother? ! tell you. he thinks of no
one but himself. Yet you and I've
who found that idea and worked it out,
who have it in our own hands now, as
you say-you and | have got the whip
in our own hands now, It seems to
me-"
You talk excellent business sense,
Mrs. Halsey. | compliment you. 1t
seems hat you begin to discover some,
thing in your husband and his posi-,
bilities. It's a trife late, but you de,
light mel"
We'll, | didn't know. you see," she
murmured, paving at him vaguely, in
a itful and inefficient essay at some
coquettish art, grotesque in these con.
ditions.
She was a woman of small feminine
charm at best. She sat there now, an,
gular, stiff, unbeautiful, the sort OF
woman no clothes can make we'll
dressed. Already she had disclosed
somewhat OF her soul. What appeal,
then, physical, emotional, m9-el
could she make to him--a student, q
visionary, an idealist-at such a .no'
ment? And did there not remain tart
same cool, distant figure from wff3m
he had so constantly to wrench his
eyes-and his heart? Yes; and his
heart! Halsey's face was dull red
Helwas unhappy. The world seemed
to him only n hideous nightmare, full
OF disappointments, injustices, OF
wrongs that cried aloud for righting
All, the comparison now was here, fair
and full and unavoidable!
mo, you didn't know" said he
slowly. "A lot of people don't. Now
let me tell you a few things more. You
didn't know that something like a year
ago your father told me that he'd
make me a present Of fifty thousand
dollars the day | could M a car from
the factory to this place on a charge
taken from our own overhead receiver
motors"
"a start for a million dollars." she
murmured. you get that-when you
~succeed?"
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