The Washington herald. [volume] (Washington, D.C.) 1906-1939, 1915-04-28
Drum Gives His Wife the Necklace,
Purchased With His Winnings.

cheap and still so utterly rcyund her
I purse-sh" had seen at Lattimers. Yes.
! the necklace was still there-a proper
! bauble TO occupy the entire blue. velvet
lined show-window He quickly entered
the shop. chucklinG to himself as he
more TRANQUILITY made his way home. the
jewel box in his po ket.
Bundles were scattered about the
floor when he entered. the bundles
that always greeted him. But he did
not care now. though before each
bundle had racked the very soul of
him. AZ he saw in it another stone heap
ed upon the towering pyramid of debt.
He slipped up behind her. fastening the
necklace of pearls about her no less lus-
trous neck. revealing in the beautiful
creatures delight.
Her hand tightly clasping his. they
sat before the mirror. rcvelliag In the
necklace. Already her brain overflow
ed with ideas of how best to show it
off the shade of color. the hat, the slip
pers-
And plain. deep blue velvet for a
Gown-very plain and very severe and
very low cut" he volunteered. thinkin 8
of I.attimer's window.
He flushed under her admirng look.
All men like to he told they have good
taste To have a woman follow that
taste is SupremeSt nattery.
Joe dear" she clasped those thrilling
fingers about his own, drawing his
face very close to hers. a deep. serious
light i'm her eyes. a SOLDERING note of in
tcnsity in her voice. we've always got
to have money-we've got to have it. l
don't think I could stand
"You'n never have to stand anything
else. my butterfly" he laughed.
But in the laugh was tiny falsetto
ha hoI ,vlir cnI
the yawning preciHice ahead. And he
had not swerved.
There was something tho air Of A
tomb about the office of John Field.
confidential broker: there was some
thing the sensation of being about
corpse when one transacted business
with John Field.
An automatOn he was for all the
display of human emotion he had ever
been known to give. y being who
wrote checks and receipts: who looked
at securities and never the individual
with those icy. filny pale eyes; who
spoke into telephones who said yes"
or mo and that was all. a being
without emotion. without feeling:
crypt of secrets was John Field to
those who knew him best.
Which only goes to show that those
who knew John Field hest knew
nothing whatsoever about the man. To
Field. everything vas problem-fG-
ures as well as men. And Field had
taken unusual pleasure in waiting the
denouement he figured was bound to
come when the affairs of the Fourth
National were thoroughly investigated.
John Field. having worked out a puz-
zle, had a natural desire to see
whether his ANALYSIS
And still nothing of this showed on
his emotionless face as his cold. pale
eyes rested on the bundle of bank
notes young Joseph Drum had just
tossed upon his desk. The glance he
cast the young man was quite as
casual as it had been throughout their
many transactions. dating from some
months back from the petty stock
dabbling period and now eliminating
ing teller's manner was cool. his hand
steady. there was a thickness to his
voice. n hesitancy of speech that was
promptly noted by the broker as he
started to tabulate the order.
''Seventy-fivc thousand dollars cash.
Buy one hundred thousand c.
His silent chuckle was checked by the
abrupt entrance of President Darius
Brown-another part of the jig-saw puz-
ZIe from lne WORKING QUIZ OF which the
dealer in problems had gained such keen
delight. The banker was trembling vio-
lently. shaking like an aspen as he lean
ed heavily upon the brokers' desk
John he finally managed his lips
sufficiently to blurt forth. I've got to
borrow those securities for tomorrow
the securities as collateral I left with
you
John Field lifted his pale eyes emo
tionlessly for one inquiring second No
other symptom of surprise at this as
founding unbusinesslike demand did he
betray. Only his lips closed the tighter
Il know 1t isn't customary. But you
know what the market has done lately
to me. | only want them for tomorrow
when the examiner comes. You UNDER
stand?'
CONTINUED TONORPnwl