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One morning, soon after the conversation about the donkey, he went down to the beach, where, it being the bathing hour, the whole visiting population of Ault was assembled.

There are people also who hold that the moral atmosphere of the world does not require the occasional intervention of Murad Ault. The conceit is flattering to human nature, but it is not borne out by the performance of human nature in what is called the business world, which is in such intimate alliance with the social world in such great centres of conflict as London, New York, or Chicago. Mr.

You can run your car sixty miles an hour in exciting passages, everything will work into it. When people travel on the road the pictures will show them the scenes of the story. It is a big thing," said Mr. Ault in conclusion. "I see it is," said Philip, rising at the hint that his time had expired. "I am very much obliged to you, Mr. Ault, for your confidence in me. But it is a new idea.

Only a very few people knew such old hands as Uncle Jerry Hollowell, and such inquisitive bandits as Murad Ault that the house of Mavick was a house of cards, and that it might go down when the belief was destroyed that it was of granite.

Nothing was ever heard of him." The advent and rise of Murad Ault in New York was the sort of phenomenon to which the metropolis, which picks up its great men as Napoleon did his marshals, is accustomed. The mystery of his origin, which was at first against him, became at length an element of his strength and of the fear he inspired, as a sort of elemental force of unknown power.

"Don't say that, Murad," exclaimed his wife; "I'm far enough from a saint, and your destiny isn't the Island." "What's the Island, mamma?" "It's a place people are sent to for their health." "In a boat? Can I go?" "You ask too many questions, Sinclair," said Mr. Ault; "it's time you were off to school."

And when he had gone, Celia sat a long time by the window, not seeing much of the hot street into which she looked, until there were tears in her eyes. There was one man in New York who thoroughly enjoyed the summer. Murad Ault was, as we say of a man who is free to indulge his natural powers, in his element.

We used to say that Murad Ault would become either a pirate or " "Broker," suggested Mr. Mavick, with a smile. "I didn't know much about brokers at that time," Philip hastened to say, and then laughed himself at his escape from actual rudeness. "What became of him?" "Oh, he just disappeared. After I went away to school I heard that his mother had died, and Murad had gone off gone West it was said.

In speaking of it he used the vulgar term "splurge," a word especially offensive to the refined society in which the Mavicks had gained a foothold. And yet the word was on the lips of a great many men on the Street. The shifting application of sympathy is a very queer thing in this world. Mr. Ault was not a snob. Whatever else he was, he made few pretensions.

It seemed as if the people of Ault had merely arranged a bathing place for the purpose of deriving a little amusement out of the strangers, not in order to make a living out of them, that being quite unnecessary, as their comfortable figures, good clothes, and well-filled shops could testify.