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第12章

ON the Monday before Thanksgiving, Presbury went up to New York to look after one of the little speculations in Wall Street at which he was so clever.

Throughout the civilized world nowadays, and especially in and near the great capitals of finance, there is a class of men and women of small capital and of a character in which are combined iron self-restraint, rabbit-like timidity, and great shrewdness, who make often a not inconsiderable income by gambling in stocks.They buy only when the market is advancing strongly; they sell as soon as they have gained the scantest margin of profit.They never permit themselves to be tempted by the most absolute certainty of larger gains.They will let weeks, months even, go by without once risking a dollar.They wait until they simply cannot lose.Tens of thousands every year try to join this class.All but the few soon succumb to the hourly dazzling temptations the big gamblers dangle before the eyes of the little gamblers to lure them within reach of the merciless shears.

Presbury had for many years added from one to ten thousand a year to his income by this form of gambling, success at which is in itself sufficient to stamp a man as infinitely little of soul.On that Monday he, venturing for the first time in six months, returned to Hanging Rock on the three-thirty train the richer by two hundred and fifty dollars--as large a ``killing'' as he had ever made in any single day, one large enough to elevate him to the rank of prince among the ``sure-thing snides.''

He said nothing about his luck to his family, but let them attribute his unprecedented good humor to the news he brought and announced at dinner.

``I met an old friend in the street this afternoon,''

said he.``He has invited us to take Thanksgiving dinner with him.And I think it will be a dinner worth while--the food, I mean, and the wine.Not the guests; for there won't be any guests but us.General Siddall is a stranger in New York.''

``There are Siddalls in New York,'' said his wife;``very nice, refined people--going in the best society.''

Presbury showed his false teeth in a genial smile; for the old-fashioned or plate kind of false teeth they were extraordinarily good--when exactly in place.``But not my old friend Bill Siddall,'' said he.``He's next door to an outlaw.I'd not have accepted his invitation if he had been asking us to dine in public.But this is to be at his own house--his new house--and a very grand house it is, judging by the photos he showed me.

A regular palace! He'll not be an outlaw long, I guess.

But we must wait and see how he comes out socially before we commit ourselves.''

``Did you accept for me, too?'' asked Mrs.Presbury.

``Certainly,'' said Presbury.``And for your daughter, too.''

``I can't go,'' said Mildred.``I'm dining with the Fassetts.''

The family no longer had a servant in constant attendance in the dining-room.The maid of many functions also acted as butler and as fetch-and-carry between kitchen and butler's pantry.Before speaking, Presbury waited until this maid had withdrawn to bring the roast and the vegetables.Then he said:

``You are going, too, miss.'' This with the full infusion of insult into the ``miss.''

Mildred was silent.

``Bill Siddall is looking for a wife,'' proceeded Presbury.``And he has Heaven knows how many millions.''

``Do you think there's a chance for Milly?'' cried Mrs.Presbury, who was full of alternating hopes and fears, both wholly irrational.

``She can have him--if she wants him,'' replied Presbury.``But it's only fair to warn her that he's a stiff dose.''

``Is the money--CERTAIN?'' inquired Mildred's mother with that shrewdness whose rare occasional displays laid her open to the unjust suspicion of feigning her habitual stupidity.

``Yes,'' said Presbury amiably.``It's nothing like yours was.He's so rich he doesn't know what to do with his income.He owns mines scattered all over the world.And if they all failed, he's got bundles of railway stocks and bonds, and gilt-edged trust stocks, too.

And he's a comparatively young man--hardly fifty, I should say.He pretends to be forty.''

``It's strange I never heard of him,'' said Mrs.Presbury.

``If you went to South America or South Africa or Alaska, you'd hear of him,'' said Presbury.He laughed.

``And I guess you'd hear some pretty dreadful things.

When I knew him twenty-five years ago he had just been arrested for forging my father's name to a check.

But he got out of that--and it's all past and gone.

Probably he hasn't committed any worse crimes than have most of our big rich men.Bill's handicap has been that he hadn't much education or any swell relatives.But he's a genius at money-making.''

Presbury looked at Mildred with a grin.``And he's just the husband for Mildred.She can't afford to be too particular.Somebody's got to support her._I_ can't and won't, and she can't support herself.''

``You'll go--won't you, Mildred?'' said her mother.

``He may not be so bad.''

``Yes, I'll go,'' said Mildred.Her gaze was upon the untouched food on her plate.

``Of course she'll go,'' said Presbury.``And she'll marry him if she can.Won't you, miss?''

He spoke in his amiably insulting way--as distinguished from the way of savagely sneering insult he usually took with her.He expected no reply.She surprised him.She lifted her tragic eyes and looked fixedly at him.She said:

``Yes, I'll go.And I'll marry him if I can.''

``I told him he could have you,'' said Presbury.``Iexplained to him that you were a rare specimen of the perfect lady--just what he wanted--and that you, and all your family, would be grateful to anybody who would undertake your support.''

Mrs.Presbury flushed angrily.``You've made it perfectly useless for her to go!'' she cried.

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know Bill Siddall thoroughly.I said what would help.

I want to get rid of her as much as you do--and that's saying a great deal.''

Mrs.Presbury flamed with the wrath of those who are justly accused.``If Mildred left, I should go, too,''

cried she.

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