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Then he dismounted, touched his cap slightly and, as if mechanically, advanced a few steps, and said hoarsely, "I believe this is Colonel Waldron. I am Captain Fitz Hugh, of the th Delaware." Waldron put his hand to his revolver, withdrew it instantaneously, and stood motionless.
But "Tiger" Waldron, possessed of something of the instinct of the beast whose name he bore, subconsciously sensed a peril in his nearness. The man's ear if unusually quick might, just might possibly have caught a word or two meant for no interloper. And at that thought, Waldron once more nudged his partner. "Shhh!" he repeated, "Enough. We can finish this, in the limousine."
We'll get it by the throat and there you are!" "Yes, there we are," repeated Waldron, "but " "But what, now?" Waldron did not answer, for a moment, but squinted up at the tall buildings, temples of Mammon and of Greed, filled from pave to cornice with toiling, sweated hordes of men and women, all laboring for Capitalism; many of them, directly or indirectly, for him.
Arthur Waldron was quietly gratified. "I'm sure I should be delighted to have a pal in the house a kindred spirit, who understands sport. By all means come," he said. "You're sure? I should be out most of my time at the blessed works, you know. Could I bring my horse?" "Certainly bring your horse." "That reminds me of one reasonable thing Dan's going to do," ran on the other.
"Very likely," answered Flint, who had now at last entirely recovered his sang-froid. "But in that event, our work would be at a standstill. No, Waldron, we mustn't oppose this fellow. Better let the check go through, if he has nerve enough to fill it out and cash it.
I tell you, I just now saw a signal-light up there in the mist. There's trouble coming tonight, as sure as we own the earth. Trouble, maybe big trouble. Merciful God, I I rather think we oughtn't to be here, in person, eh? We'd be much better off out of here. If there there should be any fighting, you know " His voice broke in a falsetto pipe. Waldron laughed brutally.
Let that uncommonly queer child come here; only remember I am to have no trouble, no annoyance. Make your own arrangements but don't bother me!" So it came to pass that little Sophy Waldron was received into her grandfather's house all unknowing that it was her grandfather's. He saw her for a few moments on the day of her arrival.
"Slow and easy," Flint assented. "Of course we can't go too fast. In 1850, for example, do you suppose the public would have tolerated the sudden imposition of monopolies? Hardly! But now they lie down under them, and even vote and fight to keep them! So, too, with this Air Trust. Time will show you I'm right." Waldron glanced at his watch.
It became exceedingly strenuous in the later stages and Raymond's agent, from an attitude of certainty, grew more doubtful. But the personal factor told for the Liberal. He was popular in the constituency and Waldron, himself a strong Conservative, whose vote must necessarily be cast against his future son-in-law, preached the moral.
It is unnecessary for me to speak of that. The full particulars of Clancy's confession are not yet with me. Major Waldron has it all in writing, and Mr. Billings has merely told me the general features. Of course you shall have a copy of it in good time. As you go East to-day and have your wife and household to think for, it may be as well that you do not attempt to see Mr. Hayne before starting.
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