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He had been torn from the punch-bowl and thus returned to his previous train of thought. "Is that why some repeat it so often?" Elsie Beals inquired. She had broken her engagement the previous winter and had spent the summer hunting with Indian guides among the Canadian Rockies. She regarded herself as unusual, and turned sympathetically to Fosdick, who also had a reputation for being odd.

"I tell you, sir, it ain't the facts of the case, but the reason for the facts, which we must think of," maintained Nahum Beals. "I don't care a darn for the facts nor the reasons," said Jim Tenny; "all I care about is I'm out of work maybe till spring, with my mother dependent on me, and not a cent laid up, I've been so darned careless, and here's Eva says she won't marry me till I get work."

Farrington Beals came to be President of the Atlantic and Pacific at the close of the period of Conquest. The condottieri leaders, those splendid railroad brigands of the seventies and eighties, had retired with "the fruits of their industry." To Farrington Beals and his associate was left the care of the orchard.

"Do you suppose it is true, Abby?" asked Ellen. "I don't know. I should, if it wasn't for that Lee fellow. I can't bear him. And that Nahum Beals, I believe he's half mad." "I feel the same way about him," said Ellen; "but think what it would mean, fifteen per cent. less on their wages." "It doesn't mean so much for those young fellows, except Willy Jones; he's got enough on his shoulders."

"We earned it, every dollar of it, by the sweat of our brows, and it's for us, not him, to say what shall be done with it. Well, the time will come, I tell ye, the time will come." "We sha'n't see it," said Joe Atkins. "It may come sooner than you think," said Nahum. Then Nahum Beals, with a sudden access of bitterness, broke in.

Beals," replied Ellen, uneasily. She wished that he would not talk so loud. "He sounds as if he were preaching fire and brimstone," said Robert. "No, he is talking about the labor question," replied Ellen. Then she looked confused, for she remembered that this young man's uncle was the head of Lloyd's, that he himself would be the head of Lloyd's some day.

And he closed his explanation by kissing his wife on her pretty neck, as though he would imply that more things than kisses go by favor in this world. Isabelle had exhausted her interest in the troubled man's desire for coal cars, and yet in that little phrase, "The road is friendly to Mr. Freke," she had touched close upon a great secret of the Beals regime.

And he knew other things; for already clubs and inner offices had been buzzing with rumors. "I am afraid that it is worse than it seems," he said to his wife on his return from the city that afternoon. "Beals was terribly involved. I hear that a bank he was interested in has been closed.... He was tied up fast in all sorts of ways!" "John!" Isabelle cried, and paused.

The Torso and Northern was only a little scab line of railroad, penetrating the soft-coal country for a couple of hundred miles, bankrupt and demoralized. When Lane saw President Beals at Christmas, he pointed out to him what might be made of this scrap-heap road, if it were rehabilitated and extended into new coal fields.

But the end of marriage no longer being this gross purpose, the sterile woman has at last come into honor! ... The bride was busy kissing a group of young women who had clustered about her, Elsie Beals, Aline, Alice Johnston, Conny. Avoiding Nannie Lawton's wide open arms, she jumped laughingly into the carriage, then turned for a last kiss from the Colonel.

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