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Updated: June 8, 2025
One of the women carried a small babe in her arms. Neither she nor her companion seemed quite at ease in the presence of the lank guardian of the outer office. "Lady to see you!" announced Droom. The shrewd, fearless genius of the inner room glanced up quickly and met the prolonged, uncanny gaze of his clerk; unwillingly, his eyes fell.
There was a hungry look in his eyes as he glanced from time to time at the face of the boy who had his mother's unforgettable eyes. A messenger brought Mrs. Cable's note to Bansemer soon after his arrival at the office. He and Elias Droom were in the back office when the boy came. They had been discussing the contents of a letter that came in the early mail.
"Were you ever married?" "No. I don't believe in marriage," said Droom sullenly. "Gee! Why not?" "Why should I? It's the way I was brought up." "You don't mean it!" "Yes. My father was a Catholic priest." "But, Great Scott, Catholics believe in marriage." "They don't believe in their priests marrying." "Well, they DON'T marry, do they?"
With amazement, he recognised the queer figure of the lanky, gangling Droom; but too kind-hearted and well-bred to allow his features in the slightest degree to express the astonishment which he felt at sight of such a comic incongruity, the young man voiced a few kindly words to the old man, while from the table in the alcove, where the smart, little supper party were seating themselves, Miss Cable was smiling her cheery recognition to her prospective father-in-law; then Graydon made his way back to his seat by her side.
Come on, I'll take the car down with you." "I I won't be ready for some time." "Oh, well, I'll say good-night, then." Eddie Deever departed, chuckling to himself as he made his way to the U Building, determined to learn what he could of this unusual summons. But Droom was too crafty. Bansemer's letter had asked him to come to Rector's restaurant and not to the U Building.
A glance around the room had convinced him that the prettiest woman there was sitting at his table. He felt a new sense of pride. "I am proud of myself," said Droom and he meant it. "It's very good of you to ask me to come, Mr. Droom," said Jane, her bright eyes meeting his before they could lift themselves into the customary stare above her head. "I'm not so sure about that," said Elias.
If I were you I'd go ahead and make her my wife. She's good enough, I'll swear." "She says she can't marry me. Good Heaven, Elias. you don't know what a blow it was to her. It almost killed her. And my own father oh, it was terrible!" Elias Droom did not tell him nor had he ever told anyone but himself that the woman he loved was the boy's mother.
A look containing a curious compound of affectionate reproach and a certain senile gratification at being made the object of the boy's condescending raillery crossed Droom's countenance. Without, however, answering his question, he slowly and carefully closed the door, tried it vigorously, and joined Bansemer at the shaft. With Droom, words were unnecessary when actions could speak for themselves.
"He is to marry David Cable's daughter." "Indeed? I did not know that David Cable had a daughter." "You know whom I mean Jane Cable." He turned rather restlessly, conscious that Droom's eyes were following him to the window. He glanced again at Mrs. Cable's note and waited. "I suppose you are pleased," said Droom, after a long pause. "Certainly. Jane is a splendid girl.
"Tell him to get out," said Bansemer, with a breath of relief. "I thought it might have been " began Droom with a wry grin. "Nonsense!" "It is a bit too soon. They haven't had time." As Droom left the room, Bansemer crossed to the window and looked down into the seething street far below. He saw that his hand trembled and he tried to laugh at his weakness.
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