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t h e e v il In flu e n c e o f R o b e r t U n d e rw o o d ,
f e llo w - s tu d e n t a t Y ale, le a d » a life o f d is
s ip a tio n , m a r r i e s th e d a u g h t e r o f a g a m
b le r w h o d ie d In p ris o n , a n d Is d is o w n e d
b y h is f a th e r . H e Is o u t o f w o rk a n d In
'J e s p e r a te s t r a i t s . U n d e rw o o d , w h o h a d
o n c e b e e n e n g a g e d to H o w a r d ’s s t e p
m o th e r , A lic ia , Is a p p a r e n t ly In p r o s p e r
o u s c ir c u m s ta n c e s . T a k in g a d v a n t a g e o f
h is I n tim a c y w ith A U cIa, h e b e c o m e s a
s o r t o f s o c ia l h ig h w a y m a n . D is c o v e rin g
h is t r u e c h a r a c t e r , A lic ia d e n ie s h im th e
h o u s e . H e s e n d s h e r a n o te t h r e a te n in g
s u ic id e . A r t d e a l e r s f o r w h o m h e a c t e d
a s c o m m is s io n e r, d e m a n d a n a c c o u n tin g .
H e c a n n o t m a k e g o o d . H o w a r d c a lls a t
h is a p a r t m e n t s In a n I n to x ic a te d c o n d i
tio n to r e q u e s t a lo a n o f (2,000 to e n a b le
h im to ta k e u p a b u s in e s s p ro p o s itio n .
U n d e rw o o d te lls h im h e Is in d e b t u p to
h is eyes.
H o w a r d d r in k s h im s e lf in to a
m a u d lin c o n d itio n , a n d g o e s to s le e p o n a
d iv a n . A c a l le r Is a n n o u n c e d a n d U n d e r
w o o d d r a w s a s c r e e n a r o u n d th e d r u n k e n
s le e p e r .
A lic ia e n te r s .
R he d e m a n d s a
ro m ls e fr o m l.'n d e rtv o o d t h a t h e w ill n o t
tk e h is life. H e r e f u s e s u n le s s s h e w ill
r e n e w h e r p a tr o n a g e . T ills s h e re fu s e s ,
a n d t a k e s h e r le a v e .
U n d e rw o o d
k ills
h im s e lf . T h e r e p o r t o f t h e p is to l a w a
k e n s H o w a r d . H e fin d s U n d e rw o o d d e a d .
R e a liz in g h is p r e d ic a m e n t h e a t t e m p t s to
flee a n d is m e t b y U n d e rw o o d ’s v a le t.
H o w a r d is t u r n e d o v e r to th e p olice.
C a p t. C lin to n , n o to r io u s f o r h is b r u ta l
t r e a t m e n t o f p r is o n e r s , p u ts
H o w a rd
t h r o u g h th e th ir d d e g re e , a n d fin a lly g e ts
a n a lle g e d c o n fe s s io n fr o m th e h a r a s s e d
m a n . A n n ie , H o w a r d ’s w ife , d e c la r e s h e r
b e lie f In h e r h u s b a n d 's In n o c e n c e , a n d
n a y s s h e w ill c le a r h im .
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J e f f r ie s , S r.
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CHAPTER XII.—Continued.
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accep t ch arity . I’m used to earn in g
my own living.”
"Oh, very w ell,” rep lied th e b an k er
quickly. “T h a t's as you please. B ut
I have your prom ise— you w ill n o t a t
te m p t to see him a g a in ? ”
“W h at!
N ot see him once m ore?
To say good-by?" she exclaim ed. A
broken sob h alf checked h e r u tteran ce.
“Surely you c a n 't m ean th a t, Mr. Jeff
rie s.”
T he b an k er shrugged his shoulders.
“I don’t w ant th e n ew spapers filled
w ith sen satio n al a rtic le s about the
h e a rtre n d in g farew ell Interview be
tw een H ow ard Jeffries, Jr., and his
w ife— w ith your p ictu re on th e fro n t
page.”
She w as n o t listen in g to his sa r
casm .
"N o t even to say good-by?” she
sobbed.
"N o," replied Mr. Jeffries firmly.
"N ot even to say good-by."
“B ut w h at w ill he say ? W hat will
he th in k ? ” she cried.
“H e w ill see it is fo r th e b est,” a n
sw ered th e b anker. “H e him self will
th a n k you for y o u r actio n .”
T h ere w as a long silence, broken
only by the soynd of the g irl's sob
bing. F inally she said :
"V ery well, sir. I ’ll do as you say .”
She looked up. H er eyes w ere dry,
th e lin es about h e r m outh se t and de
term ined. “N ow," she said, "w h at a re
you going to do fo r h im ?”
T he b a n k e r m ade a g e stu re of im
p atien ce, as if such co n sid eratio n s
w ere not im p o rtan t.
"I d o n 't know y e t,” h e said, h au g h t
ily. “I shall th in k th e m a tte r over
Return—J*
“You Will Leave America Never
c a refu lly .”
"I w orked In a facto ry w hen I w as
She w atched Ills face to see if h e r
A nnie w as fa s t losing patience. She
n in e y ears old, and I’ve e a rn e d my w ords w ere h aving any effect, b u t Mr. w as w illing to sacrifice h e rse lf an d
living ev er since. T h e re 's no d isg race Jeffries show ed no sign of relen tin g . give up ev ery th in g she held d e a r in
In th a t, is th e re ? T h e re 's noth in g S arcastic ally , he said:
life to save th e m an she loved, b u t
a g a in st me p erso n ally —no th in g d is
"And you took ad v an ta g e of th e th e cold, d elib erate, calc u latin g a tti
graceful, I m ean. I know I'm no t edu fa c t and m a rried him ?”
tude of th is u n n a tu ra l fa th e r exas
cated. I’m n o t a lady In your sen s»
F or a - m om ent she m ade no reply. p era te d her.
of th e word, b u t I’ve led a d ec e n t life. She felt th e rep ro ach w as not u n m er
“B ut I w an t to know ,” she said,
T h e re Isn’t a b re a th of sca n d a l a g a in st ited, b u t why should th ey blam e h er
boldly. "I w ant to consider th e m at
me— n o t a b reath . Hut w h a t’s th e for seek in g h ap p in ess? W as she not
te r carefully, too.”
good of talk in g ubout m e? N ever mind e n title d to it as m uch as any o th e r
"Y ou?’ sn eered Mr. Jeffries.
me. I'm n o t a sk in g for anything. w om an? She h ad not m arrie d How
"Y es, sir,” she re to rte d . " I’m pay
W hat a re you going to do for him ? ard for his social position or his
ing d early for it—w ith m y—w ith all
He m u st have th e b est law y er th a t m oney. In fact, she had been w orse
I have. I w an t to know Just w hat
m oney can procure— none of those off_ sin ed ^ h er m arria g e th a n she w as , yOU’re going to give him for it.
barroom o rato rs.
Ju d g e B rew ster, before. She m arrie d him because she
H e w as lost In reflection for a mo-
your law yer. Is th e m an. W e w an t loved him , and because she th o u g h t
m ent, th en he said, pom pously:
Ju d g e H rew ster.”
she could redeem him, and she w as
“I sh all fu rn ish th e m oney fo r th e
Mr. Jeffries shrugged his shoulders. read y to go th rough any am o u n t of
"I re p e a t—my so n ’s m a rria g e w ith suffering to prove h e r d isin te re ste d em ploym ent of such legal ta le n t as
m ay be n ecessary . T h a t’s as far as I
th e d a u g h te r of a m an w ho died in devotion. Q uietly, she said :
w ish to go in th e case. It m u st not
p riso n —"
"Yes, I know —I did w rong. B ut I— be kviown—I can n o t allow it to be
She In te rru p te d him.
I love him , Mr. Jeffries. B elieve me know n th a t I am helping him .”
" T h a t w as hard luck—n o th in g but or n o t—I love him . It's my only ex
“M ust not be k now n?” cried A nnie,
h ard luck. Y ou're no t going to m ake cuse. I th o u g h t I could tak e c are of
“You m ean you
m e resp o n sib le for th a t, a re you? him . H e needed som e one to look a ft in asto n ish m en t.
W hy, I w as only eig h t y e a rs old when e r him, h e’s too easily Influenced. You w on't Btand by him ? You'll only Just
th a t happened.
Could I have p re know h is c h a ra c te r Is not so stro n g pay fo r th e law yer?”
T h e b a n k e r nodded:
v en ted It?” R ecklessly she w ent on: as It m ig h t be. H e told m e th a t his
" T h a t Is all I can prom ise."
"W ell, blam e It on me If you w a n t to, fellow stu d e n ts a t college used to hyp
She laughed h y sterically .
but d o n 't hold It up a g a in st H oward. notize him and m ake him do all kinds
“W hy,” she exclaim ed, “I—I could
Ho d id n 't know It w hen he m arrie d of th in g s to am use th e o th e r boys. He
me. He n e v er would have know n It say s th a t som ehow he's n ev er been do th a t m yself If I—I tried h ard
hut for the d etec tiv es em ployed by th e sam e since. I—I Just loved him enough."
“I can prom ise n o th in g m ore,” re
you to dig up my fam ily histo ry , and because I w as stro n g and h e w as
th e n ew sp ap ers did th e re st. God! w eak. I th o u g h t I could p ro tect him. plied Mr. Jeffries, coldly.
“B ut th a t Is not enough,” she pro
w hat they d id n 't say! I n ev er r«al- B ut now th is te rrib le th in g h as hap
ized l w as of so m uch Im portance. pened, an d l find I ain pow erless, it's te sted . "I w ant you to com e forw ard
T hey p rin ted It In scare-head lines. It too m uch for me. I c a n 't fight th is [ and publicly d ecla re your belief In
m ade a tine se n sa tio n for th e public, b a ttle alone. W o n 't you help me, Mr. your so n 's Innocence. I w ant you to
but It destro y ed my peace of m ind.”
Je ffrie s? ”
she
added
pleadingly. put y o u r arm s around him and say to
th e w orld: ’My boy is Innocent! I
"A convict's daughter!” said Mr. “ W on't you help m e?”
know It and I'm going to stan d by
Jeffries contemptuously.
T he b a n k e r w as th oughtful a m in him .’ You w on't do th a t? "
“He was a good man at that!” she ute. th e n suddenly he tu rn ed on her.
Mr. Jeffries shook his head.
answered hotly. "He kept the squarest
"W ill you co n sen t to a divorce If I
"It is im possible.”
poolroom in Manhattan, but he re a g re e to help him ?"
T he w ife's pent-up feelings now
fused to pay police blackmail, and
She looked a t him w ith dism ay.
he was railroaded to prison." Indig T h e re w as tra g ic ten sen ess In th is gave w ay. T he u tte r Indifference of
nantly she went on: "If my father's d ra m a tic situ a tio n — a fa th e r fighting th is a risto c ra tic fa th e r aroused h er
shingle bad been up In Wall street, for his son, a w om an fighting for h er indignation to such a pitch th a t she
becam e reck less o f the consequences.
and he'd made 50 dishonest millions, husband.
T hey w anted h — to d e se rt him . Just
you'd forget It next morning, and you'd
“ A divorce?" she stam m ered. "W hy,
welcome me with open arms. Eut he I n e v er th o u g h t of such a th in g as as th ey d e st ed him , b u t she
w ouldn't. She ’ .ould show them the
was unfortunate. Why. Hilly Delmore th a t."
kind of woman she was.
was the best man in the world. He'd
" It's th e only w ay to save him ,”
“S o !” she cried in an o u tb u rst of
give away tho last dollar he had to
said th e b a n k er coldly.
m ingled an g er and grief. "So his fam
a friend. I wish to God he was alive
“T he only w ay?" she faltered.
ily m u st d e se rt him and his wife
now! He'd help to save your son. I
"T h e only w ay,” said Mr. Jeffries m ust leave him ! T he poor boy m ust
wouldn't have to come here to ask
firmly. "Do you co n sen t?" he asked. stan d ab solutely alone in th e world,
you.”
A nnle th rew up h e r head. H er pale and face a tria l fo r his life! Is th a t
Mr. Jeffries shifted uneasily on hts
face was full of d eterm in atio n , as she I th e Id ea?”
feet and looked away.
T he b a n k e r m ade no reply, Snap-
"You don't seem to understand." he replied resig n edly, catch in g h er b re a th
. ping h e r fingers, sh e w ent on:
said Impatiently. 'T've completely cut aa she «poke:
lie halted, looking as if he would
like to escape, but there was no way
of egress. This determined-looking
young woman had him at a disad
vantage.
"I do not think,” he said Icily, “that
there Is any subject which can be of
mutual Interest—”
“Oh, yes, there Is,” she replied eag
erly. She was quick to take advan
tage of this entering wedge Into tho
man's mantle of cold reserve.
“Flesh and blood,” she went on
earnestly, "Is of mutual Interest. Your
son is yours whether you cast him off
or not. You've got to hear me. I am
not asking anything for myself. It’s
for him, your son. Ho's In trouble.
Don't desert him at a moment like
this. Whatever he mny have done to
deserve your anger—don’t—don't deal
him such a blow. You cannot realize
what It means In such a critical situa
tion. Even If you only pretend to be
friendly with him—you don't need to
really be friends with him. Flut don't
you see what the effect will bo If you,
his father, publicly withdraw from his
support? Everybody will say he's no
good, that he can't be any good or his
father wouldn't go back on him. You
know what tho world Is. People will
condemn him because you condemn
him. They won't even give him a
hearing. For Hod's sake, don’t go
back on him now!”
Mr. Jeffries turned nnd walked to
ward the window, and stood there ga
zing on the tret b on the lawn. She
did not see his face, but by tho ner
vous twitching of his hands behind
his back, she saw that her w ords had
not been without effect. She w aited
in silence for him to say som ething.
Presently he turned around, and sho
saw that his face had changed. The
look of haughty pride had gone. Sho
had touched the chords of the fa
ther's heart. Gravely he said:
"Of course you realize that you,
above all others, are responsible for
his present position.”
She was about to demur, but aha
checked herself. What did she care
what they thought of her? She was
fighting to save her husband, not to
make the Jeffries family think better
of her. Quickly she answered:
"Well, all right—I'm responsible—
but don't punish him because of me."
Mr. Jeffries looked at her.
Who was this young woman who
championed so warmly his own son?
She was his wife, of course. Hut w ivis
of a certain kind are quick to desert
their husbands when they are In trou
ble. There must be some good In the
girl, after all, he thought Hesitating
ly. he said:
"I could have forgiven him every
thing, everything but—”
"Hut me," she said promptly. ”1
know It Don't you suppose I feel It,
too, and don't you suppose It hurts?” him off from the family. It's as if he
Mr, Jeffries stiffened up. This wom were dead.”
an was evidently trying to excite hla
She approached nearer and laid her
sympathies. The hard, proud expres hand gently on the banker's arm.
sion came back Into his face, as he an
“Don't say that. Mr. Jeffrlea. It’s
•wered curtly:
wicked to say that about your own
“Forgive me for speaking plainly, son. He's a good boy at heart, and
bet my son's marriage with such a he's been so good to me. Ah, if you
woman as you has mad« It Impossible only knew how hard he's tried to get
to even consider the question of recon worf fro sure you'd change your opin
ciliation."
ion ot him. Lately he's been drinking
With all her efforts at self-control. a little because he was disappointed
Annie would have been more than In not getting anything to do. But
human had she not resented the Insin he tried ao hard. He walked the
uation In this cruel speech. For a mo- streets night and day. Once he even
•ir n t she forgot the importance of took a position aa guard on the ele
preserving amicable relations, and ah« vated road. Just think of It. Mr. Jeff
retorted:
ries. your son—to such straits were
"Such a woman aa me? That's pret we reduced—but he caught cold and
ty plain—. But you’ll have to speak had to give It up. I wanted to go to.
even mor« plainly. What do you mean work and help him o u t I always
whan you any such a woman aa me? earned my living before I married
him, but he wouldn't let me. You
What have I done?”
Mr. Jeffrlea looked out of th« win don’t know what a good heart he'a
dow without answering, and she went got. He'a been weak and foolish, hut
you know he'a only a boy.”
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"Yes. If It must be. I will consent
"Well, it isn't mine. Mr. Jeffries! I
to a divorce—to save him!'
won't consent to a divorce! I won't
“You will leave the country and go leave America! And I’ll see him Just
abroad to live?” continued the banker,
^ often ag , can even ,f , have tQ
coldly.
| sit In the Tombs prison all dav. As
She listened as in a dream. That for his defense. I’ll find some one 1 11
she would be confronted by such an go to Judge Brewster again and if he
alternative as this had never entered still refuses. I’ll go to some one else
her mind. She wondered why the : There must be some good, big-hearted
world was so cruel and heartless. Yet j lawyer In this great city who’ll take
If the sacrifice must be made to save up his caee.”
Howard she was ready to make i t | Trembling with emotion she read- ,
"You will leave America and never justed her veil and with her handker
return—is that
understood?”
repeated chi ef dried her tear-stained face. Co-
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the banker.
Ing toward the door, she said:
"Ye*, sir.” she replied falterlngly.
"You needn't troubl» yourself any
Mr. Jeffries paced nervously up and more. Mr. Jeffries. Tfe shan't need
down the room. For the first time your help. Thank you very much for
he seemed to take an Interest In the the Interview. It was very kind of
Interview. Patronlxtngly he said:
you to listen so patiently Good after
"You will receive a yearly allow noon. sir."
ance through my lawyer."
Before the astonished banker could
Annie tossed up her chin defiantly. stop her. she had thrown back the
Sho would show the aristocrat that tapestry and disappeared through the
she could be as proud aa he was.
door.
"Thanks," she exclaimed. “I don't
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