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"It would take but one or two millions to carry it to the main works of the Mississippi Steel Company." The Major gave a start. "The Mississippi Steel Company!" he exclaimed. "Yes," said Montague. "Oh, my God!" cried the other. "What is the matter?" "Why in the world did you take a matter like that to Jim Hegan?" demanded Major Venable. "I took it to him because I knew him," said Montague.
And I'm sure the luckiest man alive, for I've got what money can't buy. I've got you, and thirty millions couldn't buy you, nor three thousand millions, nor thirty cents " A knock at the door interrupted him, and he was left to stare delightedly at the Crouched Venus and on around the room at Dede's dainty possessions, while she answered the telephone. "It is Mr. Hegan," she said, on returning.
My idea was that you might care to take the road, and make the proposed extension to the works of the Mississippi Steel Company." "Mississippi Steel!" exclaimed Hegan. He had evidently heard of that. "How long ago did you say it was that this plan was looked into?" he asked. And Montague told him the story of the survey, and what he himself had heard about it.
"My client has put the matter into my hands," he answered. "The matter was only broached to me this morning, and I shall have to look further into the condition of the road. I should advise her to accept a fair offer say seventy-five per cent of the par value of the stock." "We can talk about that later," said Hegan, "if I can find the man for you." And Montague shook hands with him and left.
When he came downstairs the next morning, he found elaborate accounts of the accident in the papers, and learned that Grimes had nothing worse than a scalp wound and a severe shock. Even so, he felt it was incumbent upon him to pay a visit of inquiry, and rode over shortly before lunch. Laura Hegan came down to see him, wearing a morning gown of white.
"Miss Mason is going to be my wife, and while I don't mind your talking to her all you want, you've got to use a different tone of voice or you'll be heading for a hospital, which will sure be an unexpected sort of smash. And let me tell you one other thing. This-all is my doing. She says I'm crazy, too." Hegan shook his head in speechless sadness and continued to stare.
It was only when he set out for home again that he found time to think about Laura Hegan, and how beautiful she had looked in her furs. He wondered if it would always be his fate to meet her under circumstances which left her no time to be aware of his own existence. At home he told about his adventure, and found himself quite a hero for the rest of the day.
You make up your mind what you want to pack, and I'll have some men out here in a couple of days to do it for you. It will be about the last work anybody else ever does for us. You and I will do the unpacking and the arranging ourselves." She made a last attempt. "Elam, won't you be reasonable? There is time to reconsider. I can telephone down and catch Mr. Hegan as soon as he reaches the office "
"It's all right, old man," he told Hegan every morning; and it was the same cheerful word that he passed out all day long, except at such times when he was in the thick of fighting to have his will with persons and things. Eight o'clock saw him at his desk each morning. By ten o'clock, it was into the machine and away for a round of the banks.
There were also heads of bison and reindeer, which Hegan had shot himself. Montague had to wait only a minute or two, and then he was escorted through a chain of rooms, and came at last to the magnate's inner sanctum. This was plain, with an elaborate and studied plainness, and Jim Hegan sat in front of a flat mahogany desk which had not a scrap of paper anywhere upon it.
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