s loyalty, no matter how
many grievances Sandy placed before him. Bill was forever putting
business in the way of Edward Brians, and his brother's jealousy and
ill-feeling grew stronger as the years passed.

Lawyer Ed paid not the slightest attention to Sandy Graham's enmity.
He invariably treated the old friend with an overwhelming good-humour
which only served to increase the irritation.

Leslie Graham knew all this, but she cared not a pin's worth for her
father's quarrels. She was not going to have her plans spoiled by a
mere parent.

"Now, Daddy dear!" she cried, knowing exactly how to manage him, "I
should think you'd have wit enough to see that Lawyer Ed would hate you
to give your business to his young partner far worse than to give it to
Willoughby. There's that new lumber scheme. You can give Roderick
that and tell him Lawyer Ed's not to know anything about it, eh?"

The man hesitated. He was at that moment on his way to the law firm of
Willoughby and Baldwin to put into their hands the work of negotiating
with the British North American R. R. Company regarding some timber
limits in New Ontario. It was a complicated piece of business, needing
careful handling. He had not much faith in Willoughby--he was too old,
and less in Baldwin, who was too young. This young McRae, being the
son of Angus McRae, would be honest, there was no doubt of that, and
evidently he had ability. And while he hesitated, and his daughter
argued and cajoled, they came to the door of Lawyer Ed's office.
Roderick was standing there alone, having just seen his partner off
down the street. Miss Leslie Graham took matters into her own hands
with her usual charming audacity.

"Good morning, Mr. Roderick McRae," she cried. "Here's my respected
parent can't make up his mind about a piece of backwoods he owns away
back of beyond somewhere, so I just steered him down here. He was just
saying on the way down that he would rather have the firm of Brians and
McRae do his business than any one he knew of. Weren't you, Papa? Now
you go in there with Roderick, and I shall call for you when I come
back from my shopping. Bye, bye."

She shoved him up the steps and right in at the door, and skipped away,
laughing over her shoulder at the trick she had played. Her father
stood a moment looking after her, not knowing whether to be angry or
amused. She turned and winked at him when she reached the bottom of
the steps, and his anger va