The midland journal. (Rising Sun, Md.) 1885-1947, 1926-11-26

again% They met in an elevated
train, going north after the days work
was over.
He was shocked at the woman's APP
pearance. Jerrold could not have
been as kind companion as she had
expected, to judge from the sadness
of her expression. There was a
haunted look upon her face.
They looked up and saw each other
across the aisle. He got Off at the
next station, but, when he reached
the platform, she had followed him.
Il want to tell you, Dick, that III
am sorry" she said in a low voice.
At the remembered tone he felt the.
old longing sweep over him; he
longed to take her in his arms, but
he only bowed and stood aside.
II want to give you my address in
case" she began.
'Thank you, but l can find Mr.. Jer-
rold any time / WISH" he replied. And
she shrank from him. crimson with
modification.
She had handed him the pasteboard,
and automatically he had extended
his hand. The letters burned them.
selves into his brain like fire. lie
knew he could never forget that place.
All the way home he saw 313 Morti-
mer street craven against the heavens.
So she was firing Of the new love!
He wondered whether she had heard
had heard that he, with the price of
her shame, was now we'll established
in Wall street. He had put the thir-
ty thousand into brokers' business;
with his knowledge acquired in Jer-
rold's Office. he had soon become
wealthy. But she could not know that
the one purpose for which he lived
was nearing accomplishment
Step by step he had logged Jerrold.
He had pursued him remorselessly.
had hammered his stocks, had learned
the secrets of his private speculations
and made good use of them. The
month Of wild speculation that had
just ended had been hard one for
Jerrold 1t had left the little clerk
millionaire.
".
Jerrold sat in his office, utterly bro
ken. Everything had gone up in
smoke. and at last he knew the name
of the man who had ruined him.
He had learned too late. His own
place of power had fallen to the
clerk. He had lost seven million dol
lars. and Kane must have made three
times that sum. A sense of irony was
stronger than his rage.
"a gent, sir. wants to see you"
''I'll see nobody"
IT think you'll see me, Mr.. Jerrold,"
said Kane, who had followed hard on
the heels of the office boy. cts five
years since you saw me before" he
added, quietly.
Jerrold sprang up with a snarl. But
the clerk did not finch; he seemed
transformed, and it was he who pos
sessed the ease, the confidence.
"Yes, / have your money, Jerrold,"
he said. "In this life, Jerrold, the
strong. You blackguard," he burst out
fiercely, "I've brought you your seven
millions, your dirty millions. Now
take them to your wife and tell her
that's her first husbands wedding
present to her second"
And he flung check upon the other
mans desk.
Jerrold stared at 1t, stared at the
man who had bested him, who was
already going. Suddenly he felt HIM
self choking; he realized that the
tragedy had eaten into Kane's soul,
had branded 1t indelibly with shame.
"Kane!" he muttered huskily. "See
herel Didn't you know?''
"Know what?" cried Kane.
"Why-that She didn't marry me
haven't seen her since that day.
She went West and-and thought bet.
ter of it, Kane. Lord, to think you
didn't know! The money"
"D-n the money!" yelled Kane.
rushing from the Office.
And in the heavens, dancing in
lurid red on their blue background, he
saw the number of the house on Nor.
timer street. ~