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The stockholders made a better thing out of it than you will." "But we won't sell at anything like that figure." "Oh, yes, you will if you sell at all," Gorham rejoined. "One method by which the Consolidated Companies has succeeded is that of taking the public into its confidence whenever there is need of it.

And without giving Gorham the opportunity to do so he flung open the door and stamped out into the corridor to the elevator, his cane keeping time with the tumult of thoughts which surged through his brain. Gorham watched the unyielding back of his friend until he turned the corner, then he closed the door. "Poor old Stephen," he sighed to himself. "If I had only been blessed with that boy."

Gorham's father, who was conspicuous for gallantry, had been killed in the Civil War. Gorham bowed a little stiffly, feeling that there was nothing for him to say. There was a pause, which showed that the topic was getting threadbare. This prompted the host to call his wife's attention to the fact that one of the candles was flaring.

"Since I have been sitting here I have learned a lot, and I know that Allen is right. There are things which I have kept from you, and now I know that I should have told you all about them. Now I know that the advice I received was wrong and it is all reacting upon Allen and upon you." "Is there no way " Gorham began, thoroughly exasperated. "Be patient, Robert," begged Eleanor.

"Fifth Avenue," I said, "always reminds me of Florence and the Strozzi.... The cornices, you know." He stopped the automobile under the Gorham store and displayed to me the finest cornice in New York, and told me how Stanford White had put up several experimental cornices there before arriving at finality. Indeed, a great cornice!

Originally a contractor, he had "discovered" a sarsaparilla, advertised it on an extensive scale, acquired a fortune and the nickname of "Sarsaparilla" Townsend. His house, a four-story brown-stone, was one of the wonders of the town. For some reason he did not live in it long, selling it in 1862 to Dr. Gorham D. Abbott, an uncle of Dr. Lyman Abbott of the "Outlook." For a number of years Dr.

Covington had never from the first sympathized with Gorham's altruistic policies except as a means to an end, nor did he for a moment imagine that Gorham himself had adopted them for any other reason than their intrinsic business value.

Litchfield smiled. "There is no one present who does not regret the lack of friendliness which prevented our president from giving him an equal chance with himself in the purchase of stock in the New York Street Railways Company." Gorham seemed not to comprehend the charge against him. "You will have to enlighten me further," he said, coldly.

"I am glad," Eleanor said, simply. "It is better for me to tell you myself." Mrs. Gorham paused, and Alice realized that this was not the time to interrupt. Eleanor seemed to be bracing herself as for an ordeal, yet when she spoke the words came with perfect calmness. "You were ten years old when your mother died," she said. The girl's face saddened.

"I am so interested in it all." Gorham acquiesced with a shrug of his shoulders which the girl saw and felt. "I don't know but that we have covered the situation, anyway," he said to Covington. "I shall see Kenmore to-morrow, and if he can be persuaded to join us, the Consolidated Companies will be just that much strengthened.

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