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"It ought to be good," laughed Ryder. "They cost two dollars apiece." The detective was so surprised at this unheard of extravagance that he inhaled a puff of smoke which almost choked him. It was like burning money. Ryder, with his customary bluntness, came right down to business. "Well, what have you been doing about the book?" he demanded. "Have you found the author of 'The American Octopus'?"
Ah, there you are!" turning to Jefferson, who entered the room at that moment. "You sent for me, father?" "Yes," said Ryder, Sr., holding up the letters. "Have you ever seen these letters before?" Jefferson took the letters and examined them, then he passed them back to his father and said frankly: "Yes, I took them out of your desk and sent them to Mr.
He spoke in a rapid, explosive manner, like a man who has only a few moments to spare before he must rush to catch a train. John Ryder had been catching trains all his life, and he had seldom missed one. "Governor Rice called. He wants an appointment," said Mr. Bagley, holding out a card. "I can't see him. Tell him so," came the answer, quick as a flash. "Who else?" he demanded.
You do not go into the world and hear the sneers that I get everywhere. You may succeed in muzzling the newspapers and magazines, but you cannot silence public opinion. People laugh when they hear the name Ryder when they do not weep. All your millions cannot purchase the world's respect.
He drew up a chair for her, and his manner was so cordial that it was easy to see she was a welcome visitor. "Mr. Ryder," she began in a low, tremulous voice, "I have come to see you on a very important matter.
He could not think what Mr. Ryder wanted him to go abroad for unless it were on some matter of business, and it was decidedly inconvenient for him to sail at this time. "But, sir," he stammered. "I'm afraid I'm afraid " "Yes," rejoined Ryder promptly, "I notice that your hand is shaking." "I mean that I " "You mean that you have other engagements!" said Ryder sternly. "Oh no no but "
To the north, toy fields, vivid green, of rice and cotton lands, and the silver thread of the winding Nile, and all beyond, west and southwest, the vast, illimitable stretch of desert, shimmering in the opalescent air, sweeping on to the farthest edge of blue horizon. "A nice resting place," said Jack Ryder appreciatively of the tomb of the Sheykh-el-Gauchy. "I presume the date is given," Mr.
"Everything I have is mortgaged," said the other. "I have been borrowing money right and left. I was counting on profits I was counting on increases in value. And now see everything is wiped out! There is not value enough left in anything to cover the loans." "But surely, Mr. Ryder, this slump is merely temporary. Values must be restored " "It will be years, it will be years!
Once, in an outburst of confidence, you called me Fitz." "You hadn't asked me to marry you then," she laughed mockingly. Then edging away towards the door she waved her hand at him playfully and said teasingly: "Good-bye, Mr. Bagley, I am going upstairs to Mrs. Ryder. I will await my father's return in her room. I think I shall be safer."
Ryder said: "Bagley, when did you see my son, Jefferson, last?" "To-day, sir. He wanted to see you to say good-bye. He said he would be back." Ryder gave a sigh of relief and addressing the detective said: "It's not so bad as I thought." Then turning again to his secretary he asked: "Well, Bagley, what is it?" "There's a lady downstairs, sir Miss Shirley Green."
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