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When
Edward
Butler
and
his
son
arrived
on
this
Sunday
evening
,
this
distinguished
representative
of
one-third
of
the
city
's
interests
was
not
expecting
them
.
He
was
in
his
library
reading
and
listening
to
one
of
his
daughters
playing
the
piano
.
His
wife
and
his
other
two
daughters
had
gone
to
church
.
He
was
of
a
domestic
turn
of
mind
.
Still
,
Sunday
evening
being
an
excellent
one
for
conference
purposes
generally
in
the
world
of
politics
,
he
was
not
without
the
thought
that
some
one
or
other
of
his
distinguished
confreres
might
call
,
and
when
the
combination
footman
and
butler
announced
the
presence
of
Butler
and
his
son
,
he
was
well
pleased
.
"
So
there
you
are
,
"
he
remarked
to
Butler
,
genially
,
extending
his
hand
.
"
I
'm
certainly
glad
to
see
you
.
And
Owen
!
How
are
you
,
Owen
?
What
will
you
gentlemen
have
to
drink
,
and
what
will
you
smoke
?
I
know
you
'll
have
something
.
John
"
--
to
the
servitor
--
-
"
see
if
you
can
find
something
for
these
gentlemen
.
I
have
just
been
listening
to
Caroline
play
;
but
I
think
you
've
frightened
her
off
for
the
time
being
.
"
He
moved
a
chair
into
position
for
Butler
,
and
indicated
to
Owen
another
on
the
other
side
of
the
table
.
In
a
moment
his
servant
had
returned
with
a
silver
tray
of
elaborate
design
,
carrying
whiskies
and
wines
of
various
dates
and
cigars
in
profusion
.
Owen
was
the
new
type
of
young
financier
who
neither
smoked
nor
drank
.
His
father
temperately
did
both
.
"
It
's
a
comfortable
place
you
have
here
,
"
said
Butler
,
without
any
indication
of
the
important
mission
that
had
brought
him
.
"
I
do
n't
wonder
you
stay
at
home
Sunday
evenings
.
What
's
new
in
the
city
?
"
"
Nothing
much
,
so
far
as
I
can
see
,
"
replied
Mollenhauer
,
pacifically
.
"
Things
seem
to
be
running
smooth
enough
.
You
do
n't
know
anything
that
we
ought
to
worry
about
,
do
you
?
"
"
Well
,
yes
,
"
said
Butler
,
draining
off
the
remainder
of
a
brandy
and
soda
that
had
been
prepared
for
him
.
"
One
thing
.
You
have
n't
seen
an
avenin
'
paper
,
have
you
?
"
"
No
,
I
have
n't
,
"
said
Mollenhauer
,
straightening
up
.
"
Is
there
one
out
?
What
's
the
trouble
anyhow
?
"
"
Nothing
--
except
Chicago
's
burning
,
and
it
looks
as
though
we
'd
have
a
little
money-storm
here
in
the
morning
.
"
"
You
do
n't
say
!
I
did
n't
hear
that
.
There
's
a
paper
out
,
is
there
?
Well
,
well
--
is
it
much
of
a
fire
?
"
