retire from the federal bench and come down here and buy
the waterworks plant--on the theory that he will get a bargain
because of the expiring franchise and the prospective fight. That
fifty dollars looked as big as a barn to poor Adrian, so he trotted
off with the letter and the check to Hendricks. Of course, the
letter and the check together, just framed and put in the bank
window, would make great sport of the judge; but Bob is a
thoroughbred, and probably Bemis knows it, and figures on that in
his dealings with him. I was in the bank when Adrian came in with
the letter. He showed the check and the article to Hendricks, and
you could almost see Adrian wag his tail and hear him whine to keep
the check; Bob looked at the poor fellow's wistful eyes and handed
it back with a quizzical little smile and said, 'Oh, I guess I'd run
it; it can't hurt anything.' The light that came into Adrian's eyes
was positively beatific, and he shook Bob by the hand, and twirled
his cane, and waved his gloves in a sort of canine ecstasy, and
trotted to the cashier's window with the check like a dog with a
bone. It is the largest piece of real money he has had in six
months, the boys say, and he has spent it for clothes. To-morrow he
will hurry off to the first convention in the city like a comet two
centuries behind time. But that is beside the point; the thing I
don't like is the coming of Bemis. I know him; the things I have
seen him do in your father's business and when he was on the bench,
make me shudder for decent politics in this town. He is shrewd,
unscrupulous, and without any restraint on earth.

"I feel closer to you than I have felt since I put the barrier
between us. For you are in this country to-night--I could go to the
telephone there five feet away and reach you if I would. I looked
to-day in the papers and saw that they would be giving Lohengrin at
the Metropolitan Opera House, and knowing your father as I do, I
think he will take you there. I can hear the music rising and see
you drinking in the harmony, and as it swells into exquisite pain,
and thrills through the holy places of your soul where are old
memories of our love, sweetheart, maybe your spirit will go forth in
God's strange universe where we all dwell neighbours, loosed from
those material chains that bind our bodies, and