THE LION AND
THE MOUSE.
By CHARLES KI EIN.
J Sltry •/ J menean Lift Novelized From the Play by
ARTHUR HORN BLOW.
1906. BY
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For the first time in bls life John Ry
der was nonplused. He cotigbed and
stammered and looked round for a
place where he could throw his cigar.
Shirley, who enjoyed his embarrass
ment, put him at his ease
"Oh. please go on smoking.” she said
"I don't mind it in th<- least."
Ryder threw the cigar Into a recepta
de and looked closely at his visitor.
"So you are Shirley Green, eh?”
"That is my nom de plume yes,” re I
plied the girl nervously. She was al
character of John Broderick there was
no doubt iiosslble. No matter how she
might evade the identification, he was
convinced he was the hero of her book.
Why had she attacked him so bitterly?
At first it is'i'urred to him that black
mail might be her object. She might
be going to ask for money as the price
of future silence. Vet it needed but a
glance at her refined and modest de
meanor to dispel that idea as absurd.
Then he remembered, too, that it was
not she who had sought this Interview,
but himself. No, she was no black
mailer. More probably she was a
dreamer—one of those meddling sociol
ogists who, under pretense of lettering
the conditions of the working classes,
stir up disconteut and bitterness of
feeling. As such she might prove more
to be feared than a mere blackmailer
whom he could buy off with money.
He knew he was not popular, but be
was no worse than the other captains
of Industry. It was a cutthroat game
at best. Competition was the soul of
commercial life, and If he had outwit
ted bls competitors and made bhnself
richer than all of them be was not u
criminal for that. But all these at-
tacks In newsjiapers and tiooks «lid not
do him any good. One day the people
might take these demagogic writings
seriously, and then there would be the
ready wishing herself back at Massa
pequa. The financier eyed heritor a i
moment In silence as If trying to
gauge the strength of the personality .
of this audacious young woman, who I
had dared to criticise his business [
methods In public print; then, waving
her to a seat near his desk, he said:
"Won’t you sit down?"
"Tluink you,” murmured Shirley. She
sat down, and he took his seat at the
other side of the desk, which brought
them face to face. Again inspecting
the girl with a close scrutiny that made
her cheeks burn. Ryder said:
"I rather expected”
He stopped for
a moment ss If uncertain what to say;
then lie added, “Vou’re younger than I
thought you were, Miss Green; much
younger.”
“Time will remedy that,” smiled Shir devil to pay. He took up the book again
ley. Then, mischievously, she added: tnd ran over the pages. This certain
"I rather expected to see Mrs. Ryder.” ly was no ordinary girl. She knew
'There was the faintest suspicion of a more and bad a more direct way of
»mile playing around the corners of saying tilings than any woman he had
the plutocrat's mouth ns he picked up a ever met. And as he watched her
book lying on his desk and replied:
furtively across the desk he wondered
"Yes, she wrote you, but I—wanted bow lie could use her—how instead of
to see you about this."
being his enemy he could make her his
Shirley’s pulse throbbed faster, but
friend. If he did not, she would go
she tried hard to appear unconcerned f away aud write more such books, and
a.s she answered:
literature of this kind might become a
“Oh, my book! Have you read it?”
real peril to his interests. Money could
“I have," replied Ryder slowly, and, do anything. It could secure the serv
fixing her with a stare that was begin ices of this woman and prevent her do
ning to make her uncomfortable, he ing further mischief. But how could
went on: "No doubt your time Is val he employ her? Suddenly an inspira
uable, so I’ll come right to the point. I tion came to him. For some years he
I want to ask yon. Miss Green, where had been collecting material for a his
you got the character of your central tory of the Empire Trading company.
figure—the Octopus, as you call him— She could write It. It would practical
John Broderick?’
ly be Ills own biography. Would she
"From Imagination, of course,” an-
undertake it?
swered Shirley.
Embarrassed by the long silence.
Ryder opened the bool., and Shirley Shirley finally broke iu by saying:
notice«! that then* were i ,‘veral pas-
"But you didn’t ask me to call mere
■ageH marked. He turned the leaves ly to find out what I thought of my
over in silence for a minute or two. own work.”
and then he said:
"No," replied Ryder slowly. "I want
“You’ve sketched a pretty big man
you
to do some work for me.”
here.”
He opened a drawer at the lefthand
“Yes,” assented Shirley; "lie has big side of bls desk aud took out several
possibilities, but 1 think lie makes wry sheets of foolscap and a number of let
small use of them."
ters. Shirley’s heart lieat faster as
Ryder appeared not to notice her she caught sight of the letters. Were
commentary, and, still raiding the her father's among them?
She
book, he continued:
wondered what kind of work John
"On page 22 you call him ‘the world's Burkett Ryder had for her to do and
greatest Individualized potentiality, a If she would do it whatever it was
giant combination of materiality, men Some literary work probably, compil
tality and money the greatest exem ing or something of that kind. If it
plar of Individual human will In ex was well paid, why should she not
istence today.* And you make indom accept? There would lie nothing hu
itable will and energy the keystone of miliating in it; ft would not tie her
his marvelous success. Am I right?” hands lu any way. She was a profes
He looked at her questioningly.
sional writer In the market to tie em
"Quite right,” answer«! Shirley.
ployed by whoever could pay the price.
Ryder proceeded:
Besides, such work might give her bet
“On page 2B you Nay ’the machinery ter opportunities to secure the letters
of his money making mind typifies the of which she was In search. Gather
laws of perpetual unrest. It must go ing in one pile all the papers he had
on relentlessly, rcslstlessly, ruthlessly removed from the drawer, Mr. Ryder
making money, making money, and said:
continuing to make money. It cannot
“I want you to put iuy biography to
stop until the machinery «rumbles.’”
gether from this material. But first,”
Laying the book down and turning he added, taking up "The American
sharply on Shirley, lie asked her blunt Octopus,” “I want to know where you
ly:
got the details of this man’s life.”
"Do you mean to say that I couldn't
“Oh. for the most part—imagination,
stop tomorrow if I wanted to?”
newspapers, magazines," replied Shir
She nffected to not understand him.
ley carelessly. “You know the Amer
"You?" she Inquired In a tone of sur ican millionaire is a very overworked
prise.
topic Just now—and naturally I’ve
"Well, it’s a uatuial question," stam read”—
mered Ryder, with a nervous little
"Yes, I understand,” he said, "but I
laugh. "Every man sees himself in refer to what you haven’t read—what
lhe hero of a novel Just as every wo you couldn’t have read. For example.
man s«*es herself in th«* heroine. We here.” He turned to a page marked
are all heroes and heroines in our own tn the book and read aloud: “Asanevi-
eyes. But tell me what's your private donee of his petty vanity, when a
opinion of this man. You drew the youth he had a beautiful Indian girl
character. What do you think of him tattooed Just above the forearm.' Ry-
as a type how would you claasify der leaned eagerly forward as he asked
him?”
her searchingly, “Now who told you
"As the greatest criminal the world that I had iny arm tattooed when I
has yet produced,” replied Shirley was a boy?”
without a moment's hesitation
“Have you?” laughed Shirley nerv
The financier looked at the girl in ously. "What a curicus coincidence!"
unfeigned astonishment.
•’Let me read you another coinci
"Criminal?’ he echoed.
dence,” Raid Ryder meaningly. He
"Yes, criminal," repeated Shirley de turned to another part of the book and
cisively. "He Is avarice, egotism and read, "the same eternal long black
ambition incarnate. He loves money cigar always lietween his lips."
ls*< ause he loves power, ami he loves
"General Grant smoked, too,” lnter-
power more than his fellow man."
rupted Shirley. "All men who thlnk
Ryder laugh«*d uneasily. Decidedly deeply along material lines seem to
this girl had opinions of her own which smoke.”
sh«* was not backward to express.
"Well, we'll let that go. But how
"Isn’t that rather strong?" he asked. about this?” He turned back a few
"I don't think so.” rvplitsl Shirley. pages and read: "John Broderick had
Then quickly she asked. "But what loved when a young man a girl who
does it matter? No such man exists.” lived in Vermont, but circumstances
"No. of course not.” sal«| Ryder, and separated them."
He stopped and
he relapsed Into silence.
stared at Shirley a moment, and then
Yet while h<* said nothing th«* pluto he said: “I loved a girl when I was
crat was watching his visitor closely a lad and she came frem Vermont, and
from under his thick eyebrows She circumstances ee pa rated us. That Isnt
seemtsl supremely unconscious of his coincidence, for presently you make
scrutiny. Her aristocratic, th-nightful John Broderick marry a young woman
fact* gave n<> sign that any ulterior mo who had money. I married a girl with
tive had actuated her evidently very money."
hostile attitude against him. That he
"Lots of men marry for money.'
xv>s ill her Ijdn 1 jvheji Ip* drew the marked Shirley.
“I saldjvlth mojjpy. not for money.”
I
1 ret rtvd Ryder InM.'h.ruiM it fa
taxa. ue Mid: ‘‘BoV. tkke !■
I
can’t uiaientaol ft« ao oe» «red
kava tuid you ft la but I aiyaaif. Ua>
ten." Ha read ahjod " Wit* ail Ma
l>hyai< al bravery and pereouai counga,
John Broderick waa iurenaely afaaid
of death. It was on hie mind con
stantly.* Who told you that?’ lie
demanded somewhat roughly. "1 MTear
I've never mentioned It to a living
•out”
"Moat men who aiuasa money are
afraid of death,” replied Shirley with
outward composure, “for death Is
ubout the only thing that can separate
them from their money.”
Ryder laughed. bnt it weu a hollow,
mocking laugh, neither sincere nor
hearty. It was a laugh such as the
devil may have given when driven out
of heaven.
"You’re quite a character!”
He
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laughed again, and Shirley, catching
the Infection, laughed too.
“It’s me and It isn’t me,” went on
Ryder, flourishing the book. "This
fellow Broderick is all right; he's suc
cessful and he's great, but I don't like
his finish."
"It’s logical," ventured Shirley.
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"It’s cruel,” insisted Ryder.
of the Public Patronage
“So is the man who reverses the di-
vine law and bates his neighbor ln-
Solicited
stead of loving him,” retorted Shirley.
She tqioke more tioldly, beginning to
feel more sure of her ground, and It
amused her to fence in this way with
the man of millions. So far, she I
thought, he had not got the best of her I
She was fast becoming used to him,
and her first feeling of Intimidation
was passing away.
“Um!” grunted Ryder. “You’re a
curious girl. Upon my word you Inter-
est me!” He took the mass of papers
lying at his elbow and pushed them
over to her. "Here,” he said, "I want
yon to make as clever a book out of
this chaos as you did out of your own
Las a select stock of
Imagination.”
Shirley turned the papers over care
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"Bo yon think your life Is a good ex-
ample to follow?* she asked, with a
tinge of irony.
“Isn’t It?” he demanded.
The girl looked him square In the
face.
"Suppose," she said, "we all wanted
to follow it; suppose we all wanted to
CouBTEots T reatment .
be the richest, the most powerful per
sonage In the world?’
< M l’OKK 1 I l'OM
“Well, what then?” he demanded. *
“I think it would postpone the era of
the brotherhood of mau Indefinitely,
B hikìou . Oregon.
«don't you?”
“I never thought of it from that
point of view,” admitted the billolnalre.
“Really," he added, “you’re an ex
traordinary girl. Why, you can’t be
more than twenty or so."
’•I’m twenty-four or so,*”smited Shir
ley.
Ryder’s face expanded In a broad
smile. He admired this girl’s pluck
and ready wit. He grew more amiable
-AT-
uud trie«! to gain her confidence. In a
coaxing tone he said:
“Come, where did you get those de
tails? Take me Into your confidence.”
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“I have taken you Into my confi
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book. "It cost you $1.50.” Turning
n week ; $5.00 a month.
over the papers he had put before her,
she said presently, "I don’t know about
MBS SXRAH COSTELLO.
this.”
“You don’t think my life would make
good reading?’ he asked, with some
asperity.
"It might,” she replied slowly, as If
unwilling to commit herself as to Its
commercial or literary value. Then
«
she said frankly: “To tell you the hon
est truth, I don't consider mere genius
iu money making Is suiikdent provoca
Fou Can’t Expect to Get
tion for rushing into print. You see,
Worth for fil, Bitt
unless you come to a bad end. It W'ould
(’an
You
Get
Your
have no moral."
money
' s WORTH at
Ignoring the not very Haltering In
sinuation contained in this hast speech,
the plut«M*rat continued to uqge her:
"You can name your own price if you
will do the work,” be saM
"Two,
three or even five thousand dollars. Healer in Hootm and Shoe*
It’s only a few months’ work.”
i
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