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Bob was deeply impressed by her principles, and, commenting on them, said: "Jim, if all Wall Street had a code similar to Beulah Sands's to hew to in their gambles, ours would be a fairer and more manly game, and many of the multi-millionaires would be clerking, while a lot of the hand-to-mouth traders would come downtown in a new auto every day in the week.
I've made them a round three millions and a strong seven millions for myself." He almost yelled it as he rushed away and left me dazed, stupefied. A moment, and I came to. Something urged me to follow him. As I passed through my office a few minutes later I heard Bob's voice in Beulah Sands's office. It was raised in passionate eloquence. "Yes, Beulah, I have done it single-handed.
She seemed not to hear his jest and presently went on: "Do you remember the evening before I left, down there at Mrs. Sands's?" "The night you proposed to me?" Howard said, pulling her ear. She smiled faintly and continued: "I thought it all out that night. I intended to come back just as I did. I went deliberately. Howard put his hand over her lips.
His old bounding elasticity was gone, and with it his rollicking laugh. He was now a man where before he had been a boy, a man with a burden. Even if I had not heard Beulah Sands's story, I should have guessed that Bob was staggering under a strange load.
I reached for Charlie Sands's letter, which was always sent to Tish and meant for all of us. He wrote:
"I am Judge Lee Sands's oldest daughter," said the sweetest voice I had ever heard, one of those mellow, rippling voices that start the imagination on a chase for a mocking-bird, only to bring it up at the pool beneath the brook-fall in quest of the harp of moss and watercresses that sends a bubbling cadence into its eddies and swirls.
I believe it was the next day that Tish went to the library and read about worms. Aggie and I had spent the day buying tackle, according to Charlie Sands's advice. We got some very good rods with nickel-plated reels for two dollars and a quarter, a dozen assorted hooks for each person, and a dozen sinkers.
And it certainly looked as though the shares were good for the figures set for them by Bob, $175, at which price the Sands's profits would be $1,200,000. Bob was beside himself with joy. He dined with Kate and me, and as I watched him my heart almost stopped beating at the thought "if anything should happen to upset his plans!" His happiness was pathetic to witness. He was like a child.
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