The Bridgeport evening farmer., 1915-12-07
CcontanAed.0

q moment, and then exclaimed:
& '<Oh. I know what did with it'll I
gave it to Strickland. I've just come
from there i invited him to come
down to Long Branch on Sunday, and
i wrote the address on the card for
him."
asAse you sure the connbinatioR was
an that card % asked Glover.
yes. I never stopped to look at the
other side. Very careless of me.
You'll have to wait until tomorrow for
the books
To this the secretary replied, well
there's no hurry about it, but his EN-
ployer raised his hand, with s'Wait
minute. I believe I can get that COM
biqation.''
He walked past Glover to the safS
bent down to the knob and began to
manipulate It For a moment his mem
sry failed him, and he said to himself
eeNo, that's not it,
sDon't bother about IT, said Glover,
and the choler of the older man again
found vent Was there something in
the surcharged domestic atmosphere
that irritated himY Was it the pres
ence of his wife, standing silently by
while he tried to open his safe, or
was il the shadow of impending doom
which darkeHad his .soulson this night2
SAY, he snapped to the waitins
Glover. Tou know if you're going II
talk I never can remember these mum.
bers. I've got it. There you are"
Turning the handle of the safe and
pulling the door toward him, he said
to Glover, Help YOURSELF
With the books in his hand, Glover
s'said to Trask, ~Do you want TODD any
work tonight?
mo, I don't think so. I want to turn
In early I've Deen goIfng all day, and
I'm tired f
For some minutes, while the safe
was being opened, Joan Trask had sat
silent. Only the nervous working of
her hands, twisting and untWisdng a
handkerchief and the slight nowns on
her face told that she still thought OF
the mysterious telephone CALL But Il
was not of that she spoke, but of her
dissatisfaction with her husbands con-
duct, in the words which arrested
Glover as he was about to leave the
room and which brought anew the COZ
temptuOus look TO the face of her hus
band
HSeems to me you might have wait
ed until we all went down to IcnG
Branch she said
when are you going?7
Monday. Aren't you coming wiz
us?''
\ I'm going down Saturday nigl.
Ive got up a fishing party for Sunda
moresng- Like to join me, Gloyer2
Like to join them Why, it wa
meat and DRINK to the young priyat
secretary to. sit and stand and wal
and break bread with his wealthy en-
r170 -of .x4VF1 reTr
surrounded himself. They were Stanl
ley GIover's idols-the s'big fellows Q.
the sstreet'1tl1ere is but one street 5
New York that is known without i
distinguishing name-who manipulate
millions Despite his repression ar
quiet exterior young Glover was &c
sumed by a burning desire to be
they were. His salary was ample
his needs. and his position in the Ira
+ establishments was not a mcah
BaE sdl1s ibis heart of hearts he cher;7
ed The ambition TO acquire wealth 81
as was possessed by his employer &
the men with whom he associated
to havsSa private secretary of his CIV
No more ardent worshiper of Ne
mon. albeit in carefully concc1
fashion, than Stanley Glover existed
New York Picking the fgurat
crumbs from his employers table,
had begun to 1splay. the market"
luck had been against him, and he d
lost.
Like to join them Gratidcati
beamed from every feature Of t..
young mans face as he replied:
Thanks! III be glad tor
sstrickland's coming with u.s. sa
Trask
when did he get back from, Il
west5"
Tonight lie wired rne'to meet hi
at his home. -
What are you going to do about tia
note OF ilIs2 It was due on the 22d
you know
Gle paid it,Y said Trask. 81 have
the ten thousand here
With that he reached into an inside
pocket took out a thin package Of bills
and placed them on the desk.
-T'm surprised Glover said. 81
thought he would fall down.
He got it from those business con
nections in Cleveland When I go
to his house tonight he had the tcl
thousand. 1 didn't want to take It..
told him knew he was hard presse
and that I didn't mind holding OFF *
awhile
A smile passed over the face of t
financier, which was turned for the
ment away from his two compani
In the room. Tt was not a benevoss
smile, telling of the applause OF the
ward voice for a good decd well
formed IA Tier WIS there soncfL
sinister AMI err = ~--e ST~r