The Irish standard., 1920-05-22

proud Of him for his military valor.
This praise of Dicky Morgan had At
arst stunned Hilliard: after that. 1t
had exalted him: stin later. 1t had
abased his soul He had longed.
eeaselessly, during that third period
OF his introsiection. to take the city
10 his heart, to reveal himself. to an
swer for Dicky Morsan,s failures and
to pledge himself anew to the achieve
ment which Dicky Morsan's friends
had propheSied; and then he had been
overwhelmed by the recollection that
he had made this course impossible,
II he had only known that all his de-
cepdoos were needless! II he had
only known that Dicky Morgan could
have come home. and been forgiven! !!
What anguish he could have saved
and what repentance! Aud the prob
lem was stll the same-should he
continue. safe In his masquerade. to
the goal he had set for himself. or
should he risk the worst. and salve
his conscience by renunciation1
BY far the most distressing factor In
this puzzle was his relationship to Car
ol Durant He had seen her only half
q dozen times during the month. and
never alone-the fates or Armstrong
had circumvented him-but he was
head over heels In love with her again.
and he sensed. from fugitive glances
and a stray word or two on her part.
that she wasn't entirely averse to him.
But what would Carol think If she
knew that this grave and tender
stranger was hiding behind the wrath
OF Dicky Morgan-it was q thousand
times the worse! II she were ever
truly In love with Henry Hilliard. it
was impossiblel
And then there was little Angela
Cullen
And in addition. there was the seri-
Gus business of making good; he was
no longer impelled to it by resentment.
but rather by unadulterated ambition {:
this. too, he would see destroyed by
any admission of his deceit. To con-
tinue in the game was to lose his prob
tty; to relinquish it was to lose all
else; and even now, his Joy and pride
was contained in precisely those things
which he must give up. If he decided
to tear off the mask of hypocrisy; and
his self-respect was rising out of the
mud of what he never should have
done ut all.
When he thought of his worldly am
billions, he was profoundly regretful
that he had talked professionally with
Mr.. Cullen. To be sure. the matter
had come up casually and naturally,
and the opening had seemed too good
to be missed; Mt the same time. Hill
lard couldn't help rejecting that 1t
had been premature. It might prove.
eventually. to have been just the prop
er course to produce results; it might
be that Cullen would become so impa-
tient that he couldn't be restrained,
and would leap without looking, and
leap further than he intended, and yet,
ever since that preliminary interview.
billiard had known that he had made
a breach in his own fortresses; that
he had rendered it possible for an in
formal (and logical enough) investl-
cation to begin. or for mild suspicion
to arise and gain momentum before
he had devised the means of combating
it. And although Hilliard believed
implicitly in the goods he had to sell,
he knew the difficulty of the market ;
he knew how timorous is the average
investor; and he knew that there
might very easily come time at which
his harangue would be remembered,
and remembered adversely.
In this connection he was irritat-
ed by the tone of Harmon's letters to
him from New York. Harmon was en-
thusiastic. and confident; he was re-
lying sturdily on Hilliard to break
through the acumen of the upstate
capitalists; but he thought that Hill
lard was making haste too slowly; he
opined that all Hilliard needed to do
was to devote himself to n hard on
slaught against Mr.. Cullen, and, after
that. to gather subscribers where he
chose. He said that Hilliard was
wasting time, and ought to begin to
collect signatures. Hilliard had men
toned, in a moment of indiscretion,
the assistance which Angela had un-
consciously given him. and Harmon