The Carlisle independent., 1915-02-18

day they left you fiat Sheared you and trimmed you and shaved you. You don't have to affirm. or deny it. but know. Now you know why I'm here"
 Who told you that?"
 Your broker. Is that good enough 2"
 My broker? You mean to say that Henning told-a stranger my private affairs-my confidential dealings with him ?''
 m not stranger, Bob, aud conh- denttal business Is only confidential while you have money. When you're | cleaned it's different. No, I don't mean that" he interjected. T don't want to rub 1t in on Henning. I heard part of the story from another source and , then l wormed it out of him. I hap pened to do Henning favor once and when l told him 1 was friend of yours he didn't feel so much reluctance about confessing up. l know what you lost and you know, but there is something you are not so well informed about. You don't happen to know, do you. that your munifcent friend MT. Brand won about two hundred thousand dol lars on the stock you lost on and that your forty thousand is comfortably re- posing in the Eastern National bank tonight to his credit ?"
 Infnitesimal is the difference be- tween love and hate; in the lapse of second the coward becomes the fear less hero; despair is but the herald of desperation, and in the brief moment that Reynolds sat digesting the full force of the reporters words he changed from the crushed and hope less puppet and sat erect, vibrant. wide-eyed-stripped of his ass skin. He had been buying the stock of the Consolidated Wire company on the advice of Brand. He had talked to Brand over the telephone the day be- fore and Brand had given him no warn ing of the collapse. Consolidated Wire had dropped 15 points and Brand had added a fat portion to his fortune. We'll, Brand would do the explaining.
 Dick, having done his worst, was now all commiseration. He had not come to taunt, but to help. He went to Bobs side and put hand on his shoulder. His voice rang with sincere solicitude
 Come on, old man." he begged and get out of this. Close up here tomorrow and start again. Tell Jane the truth and come over to the bunga- low with mother and me. It'll work out all right. You've had your fling among your would-be patricians and you've failed. What do you say Bob? Will you do 1t? Will you come back with meT
 He stood with his arms outstretched in mute appeal, but Reynolds raised l his hands in deprecation.
 It's too late, Dick" he answered. 'If wanted to I couldn't do it now. I've got to stay and fight 1t out"
 Fight 1t out! With what, Bob? ! Why, you were beaten before you started Next thing you know they'll be taking the butter and eggs out of your icebox and you'll be hungry" They've done that already, Dick. but I'll fight. just the same" He | jumped to his feet and grasped the writer's arm with trembling hand. T tell you I've got to fight. Dick. You think you know the worst You know only half of 1t 1 signed an overdraft for s10,000 today and it's gone through. The bank telephoned me this after noon and I've got to raise the money or go to jail. But l won't go to jail. Don't worry. I know the man that1l keep me out of it. He's coming here tonight and when he leaves I'll have another grubstake. I've been bought, Dick; bought-but haven't been paid for"
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