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When he should see him personally it would be but a question of five minutes' friendly talk and the matter would be ended. Now that he recalled little traits of Bivens's character, he didn't seem such a scoundrel after all just the average money-mad man who could see but one side of life.

He had returned Bivens's money in spite of his protest and made his old friend a loan sufficient for his needs, taking his personal note for security. He had no difficulty in learning the progress of Bivens in his search of Europe for health. A troop of reporters followed him daily. His doings were chronicled with more minute details than the movements of kings.

The sum he would receive, if but half Bivens's original offer, would be sufficient to keep him in comfort, complete his daughter's course in music, and give him something with which to continue his daily ministry to the friendless and the lowly. It was all he asked of the world now.

Stuart's plea can only be a formal request for mercy, which he will not get." In spite of all assurance, Bivens's nervousness increased as the hour drew near for the case to be called. He looked at his watch, fuming over the fact that Nan was late. He wished her to see Stuart and find out what he had up his sleeve. A woman could do such tricks better than a man.

He was sure the cashier was wrong in his accounts; he was equally sure that the information he had received from Bivens's private secretary was accurate, provided, of course, the little weasel carried out the program he had mapped out. The ticker would tell the story in the first hour. If stocks should sell off three points before noon, he would know. He determined to put this to the test first.

They never envied a millionaire again. They retired for another consultation. Stuart replaced the papers and put the key in Bivens's outstretched hand. It was plain that he was sinking rapidly. "Ask Nan to come here a minute," he said feebly. Stuart walked to the door and whispered to a servant. When he returned to the bedside, the dying man looked up into his face gratefully.

Nan received the announcement of Bivens's failure to settle Woodman's suit with a grim resolution to win now, at all hazards. The sensational reports of Stuart's action against the big financiers had given her quick mind the cue to a new line of stratagem. She began cautiously.

The more he had puzzled over the speech he should make to the mob besieging Bivens's bank the more doubtful seemed the outcome. Still to remain silent longer, amid the accusations which were being daily hurled at him, was intolerable. He was possessed with a fierce desire to meet at least one of his foes face to face.