oo.
He would give her his very soul. But he sticks there waiting till she
comes and flings herself into his arms."

"You prefer that, eh?"

"Oh, that makes me tired!" said Nora in a tone of disgust.

"Well, I give it up," said Larry hopelessly. "What do you want?"

"I want both. My man must want me more than he wants Heaven itself, and
he must give me all he has but honour. Such a man would be my slave! And
such a man--oh, I'd just love to be bullied by him."

For some moments Larry stood looking into the glowing black eyes, then
said quietly, "May God send you such a man, little sister, or none at
all."

In a few weeks the Alberta Coal Mining and Development Company was
an established fact. Mr. Waring-Gaunt approved of it and showed his
confidence in the scheme by offering to take a large block of stock
and persuade his friends to invest as well. He also agreed that it was
important to the success of the scheme both that Mr. Gwynne should
be the president of the company and that young Switzer should be its
secretary. Mr. Gwynne's earnest request that he should become the
treasurer of the company Mr. Waring-Gaunt felt constrained in the
meantime to decline. He already had too many irons in the fire. But
he was willing to become a director and to aid the scheme in any way
possible. Before the end of the month such was the energy displayed by
the new secretary of the company in the disposing of the stock it was
announced that only a small block of about $25,000 remained unsold. A
part of this Mr. Waring-Gaunt urged his brother-in-law to secure.

"Got twenty thousand myself, you know--looks to me like a sound
proposition--think you ought to go in--what do you say, eh, what?"

"Very well; get ten or fifteen thousand for me," said his
brother-in-law.

Within two days Mr. Waring-Gaunt found that the stock had all been
disposed of. "Energetic chap, that young Switzer,--got all the stock
placed--none left, so he told me."

"Did you tell him the stock was for me?" enquired Romayne.

"Of course, why not?"

"Probably that accounts for it. He would not be especially anxious to
have me in."

"What do you say? Nothing in that, I fancy. But I must see about that,
what?"

"Oh, let it go," said Romayne.

"Gwynne was after me again to take the treasurership," said
Waring-Gaunt, "but I am busy with so many things--treasurership very
hampering--demands close attention--that sort of thing, eh, what?"

"Personally I wis