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Ryder promised tearfully to do what her son demanded and a few minutes later Jefferson was on his way to the front door. As he went down stairs something white on the carpet attracted his attention. He stooped and picked it up. It was a letter. It was in Bagley's handwriting and had evidently been dropped by the man to whom the secretary had given it to post.
Fitzroy Bagley's plans for a runaway marriage with the senator's wealthy daughter. "It's a godsend to me," he said gleefully. "Their plan is to get married next Wednesday. I'll see my father on Tuesday; I'll put the evidence in his hands, and I don't think," he added grimly, "he'll bother me any more about Miss Roberts." "So you're not going away now?" said Shirley, smiling down at him.
Now that I have some right to speak, you must return that money. I don't dispute your moral claim to it such things are for you to settle. But the danger of keeping it " "There's no longer any danger. The money is mine, of Bagley's own free will and consent. I encountered him last night. He is in my secret now, but it's safe with him. We cut cards for the money, and I won.
Bagley's calling for things which the house didn't serve, and then wanting to know why it didn't, he plunged at once into the details of some business with Davenport, to which the ignored Larcher, sulking behind an evening paper, studiously refrained from attending.
In any case, he had created evidence of his authorship, and destroyed all existing proof of mine. He had made good terms, a percentage on a sliding scale; one thousand dollars down on account. It was out of that thousand that he paid me the five hundred. The play was a great money-winner; Bagley's earnings from it were more than twenty thousand dollars in two seasons.
To be sure, there was the question of breach of trust; but Bagley's conduct had been a breach of friendship and common humanity. Bagley's act had despoiled Davenport's life of a hundred times more than this sum now represented to Bagley. "Well, Davenport was pondering this on his way home from Bagley's rooms, when he met Larcher.
Bagley's hand towards Tim, and his equally swift caress in reply were noticed but not understood by James. "But you're not thinking deeply enough about it." "All right. You tell me all about it." "Martha must stay here," said James.
Ryder turned his back on him and conversed with, his son, while Mr. Bagley slowly, and as if regretfully, made his exit. It was now December and the Senate had been in session for over a week. Jefferson had not forgotten his promise, and one day, about two weeks after Mr. Bagley's spectacular dismissal from the Ryder residence, he had brought Shirley the two letters.
Yesterday I was writing a deep article on a sublime philosophical subject while such a conversation was going on in the room. I notice that one can always write best when somebody is talking through a telephone close by. Well, the thing began in this way. A member of our household came in and asked me to have our house put into communication with Mr. Bagley's downtown.
She hailed them with gladness as pointing to a likelihood that Davenport was alive; but she ignored all implications of probable guilt on his part. That the amount of Bagley's loss through Davenport was no more than Bagley's rightful debt to Davenport, Larcher had already taken it on himself delicately to inform her.
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