ly to this. 'D----n him!'

He walked to and fro in the room, and all his secret, profound
resentment against Ryley surged up, loose and uncontrolled.

'Wouldn't it be better to take Ethel away from the works?' Leonora
suggested.

'No,' he answered doggedly. 'Not for a moment! Can't I have my own
daughter in my own office because Fred Ryley is on the place? A pretty
thing!'

'It is awkward,' she admitted, as if admitting also that what puzzled
his sagacity was of course too much for hers.

'Fred Ryley!' he repeated the hateful syllables bitterly. 'And I only
took him out of kindness! Simply out of kindness! I tell you what,
Leonora!' He faced her in a sort of bravado. 'It would serve 'em d----n
well right if Uncle Meshach died to-morrow, and Aunt Hannah the day
after. I should be safe then. It would serve them d----n well right, all
of 'em--Ryley and Uncle Meshach; yes, and Aunt Hannah too! She hasn't
altered her will, but she'd no business to have let uncle alter his.
They're all in it. She's bound to die first, and they know it.... Well,
well!' He was a resigned martyr now, and he turned towards the hearth.

'Jack!' she exclaimed, 'what's the matter?'

'Ruin's the matter,' he said. 'That's what's the matter. Ruin!'

He laughed sourly, undecided whether to pretend that he was not quite
serious, or to divulge his real condition.

Her calm confident eyes silently invited him to relieve his mind, and he
could not resist the temptation.

'You know that mortgage on the house,' he said quickly. 'I got it all
arranged at once. Dain was to have sent the deed in last Tuesday night
for you to sign, but he sent in a letter instead. That's why I had to
go over and see him. There was some confounded hitch at the last moment,
a flaw in the title----'

'A flaw in the title!' It was the phrase only that alarmed her.

'Oh! It's all _right_,' said Stanway, wondering angrily why women should
always, by the trick of seizing on trifles, destroy the true perspective
of a business affair. 'The title's all right, at least it will be put
right. But it means delay, and I can't wait. I must have money at once,
in three days. Can you understand that, my girl?'

By an effort she conquered the impulses to ask why, and why, and why;
and to suggest economy in the house. Something came to her mysteriously
out of her memory of her own father's affairs, a sudden inspiration; and
she said:

'Can't you deposit my deeds at the bank and get