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He had never seen such pallor as that which shook the color from Brauer's face. He decided not to torment him further. He had established a sense of the unfathomable for the present and future terror of his trembling little ex-partner. His revenge, so far as Brauer was concerned, was complete. He had not the slightest wish to see Brauer again.
If it had to come I'm glad to see everything end pleasantly." And as Brauer drifted down the hall Starratt called out, suddenly: "I say, Brauer, don't put that check through the bank until day after to-morrow, will you?" Brauer nodded a swift acquiescence and disappeared into a waiting elevator. Fred retreated to his desk.
He knew scores of cases where banks loaned money on personality; he had heard many a bank official express himself to the effect that a poor man with a vision and integrity was a better chance any day than a millionaire lacking a goal or scruples. But in the end he was swung from any initiative by a passive desire to even his score with Brauer.
"You oughtn't say things like that," Miss Garvey remonstrated. "It's awful bad luck. Mamma had a married cousin in Detroit and she put on a widow's veil for fun " At ten o'clock a flutter went through the office. Young Mr. Coleman was suddenly to be seen, standing beside Mr. Brauer at his high desk.
"I've told you again and again," he retorted, "that I'm not yielding a cent on the Hilmer business." "It isn't that," was the reply. "Kendrick knows better than to stir up a situation he's helped to befoul himself... No, it's another matter." Fred shrugged and changed the subject, but his thoughts flew at once to Brauer.
Two thirds of one hundred and fifty, less sixty-odd dollars overdrawn... He was recalled from his occupation by Brauer's voice rising above the clatter of carelessly flung crockery and tableware. "Is it true you're leaving the first of the month?" He liked Brauer better for this direct question, although the man's presumption still rankled.
Susan, filled with pleasant excitement, pinned on her paper cuffs, and put her heart and soul into the work. No bills this morning! The office-boy did not even bring them up. "Now, here's a soap order that must have been specially priced," said Susan, at her own desk, "I couldn't make anything of it yesterday " "Let it go let it go!" Mr. Brauer said. "It iss all ofer!"
"If you've got a decent office and your own phone and a good stenographer it makes an impression when you're going after business... Why don't you go in with somebody?... There ought to be plenty of fellows ready to put up their money against your time." "Who, for instance?" escaped Starratt, involuntarily. Brauer shoved his plate of husked shrimps to one side. "Take me.
He doubted whether Brauer would recognize him again, so subtle and marked was the change. He hardly recognized himself, and the transformation was not solely a matter of physical degeneration. No, there was something indefinable in the quality of his decline. He fluttered about the town, at first aimlessly, like a defenseless fledgling thrust before its time from the nest.
Even now he had occasionally a desire to seek out Brauer again and worry him further. He was fearing indifference. What if, after all that he had suffered at the hands of others, he should find himself in the pale clutch of an impotent indifference?
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