d Bob.

"Who is she?"

"A friend of Gertie's. She's a good one, too."

"Well, let's see her before Callie steps down and out."

"I'll tell Gertie about it to-night."

"Yes."

"Oh, I must see Gertie myself. Let me tell her all about it," said
Callie.

Bob was with Gertie in her home that evening when Callie and Fred
called. The two girls were soon planning for a double wedding, and ere
they parted it was arranged that both should marry on the same evening.
The young inventor of the gas-saving machine was now a frequent caller
at the Halsey residence, for Adah was a beautiful girl, who was fast
developing into a splendid woman. She was the magnet that drew him to
the house. As he was studious, industrious, and withal a genius, Fred
was glad to see an attachment growing up between them. Callie resigned
her place as stenographer and typewriter for Banker Barron, and
succeeded in getting Gertie's friend employed in her place. She and
Gertie then proceeded to make preparations to marry the young bankers
and speculators.

In the meantime Fred was busy in the Stock Exchange, trying to find out
what Broker Bryant was doing. He kept his eyes wide open all the time to
see if he was working on any particular stock. But the burly broker
seemed to have nothing at all to do. Fred noticed that he and old Bowles
no longer spoke as they passed by.

By that he knew Callie had got the story right, and that Bryant had
escaped the old man's clutches only by paying up the last penny he owed
him. He went to the old man and said he wanted to buy futures on P. & K.

"How much and how long?" the old man asked.

"Five thousand shares for ten days."

The trade was made, and Fred then went quietly to work buying up the
7,000 shares that were on the market. He bought at 67, in a few days he
met Bryant on the street and said to him:

"I want to see you privately if you feel like doing any business with
me."

Bryant was quite astonished, and asked:

"Is there any money in it?"

"I think there is."

"Then I am at your service."

Fred had a confidential talk with him, during which the broker admitted
that Bowles had ruined him financially by getting a technical grip on
him.

"Well, I have got a grip on him, I think," Fred explained, "and if you
want your revenge, you can have it."

CHAPTER XV.--Conclusion.

Fred sold him five hundred shares to give him a starter, the shares
being for himself. In two hours the price went up