rished a flaming interest. With his pale brother-in-law in the
White House, what should better match the genius of John Harley than the
role of Warwick. He would pose as a President-maker. When the President
was made, and the world was saying "President Hanway," that man should
be dull indeed who did not look upon John Harley as the power behind the
curtain. He would control the backstairs; he would wear a White House
pass-key as a watch-charm! John Harley as well as Senator Hanway had his
dreams.

Both Dorothy and her mother were profound partisans of Senator Hanway.
Dorothy loved her "Uncle Pat" as much as she loved her father. Dorothy,
who could weigh a woman,--being of the sex,--might have felt occasional
misgivings as to her mother. She might now and again observe an
insufficiency that was almost the deficient. But of her father and
"Uncle Pat" she never possessed a doubt; the one was the best and the
other the greatest of men.

Dorothy was so far justified of her affection that to both John Harley
and Senator Hanway she stood for the model of all that was good and
beautiful in life. Hard and keen and never honest with the world at
large, the love of those two for the girl Dorothy was gold itself.
Neither said "No" to Dorothy; and neither made a dollar without thinking
how one day it would go to her. She was the joint darling; they would
divide her between them as the recipient of their loves while they lived
and their fortunes when they died. And many thought Dorothy lucky with
two such fathers to cherish her, two such men to conquer wealth
wherewith to feather-line her future.

John Harley made no secret of Senator Hanway's Presidential prospects,
and if he did not talk them over with his helpmeet, he listened while
she talked them over with him. Mrs. Hanway-Harley, who insisted more
vigorously than ever upon the hyphenation, would of necessity preside
over the White House. She saw and said this herself. The Harley family
would move to the White House. Anything short of that would be
preposterous.

Under such conditions and facing such a future, the tremendous
responsibilities of which already cast their shadow on her, Mrs.
Hanway-Harley was driven to take an interest in her brother's canvass;
and she took it. She gave her husband, John Harley, all sorts of advice,
and however much it might fail in quality, no one would have said that
in the matter of quantity Mrs. Hanway-Harley did not heap the measure
high