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He
fairly
glared
at
him
as
he
thought
of
him
and
her
.
"
I
judged
from
the
way
things
were
going
this
morning
that
you
might
want
it
,
"
Cowperwood
replied
,
quietly
,
without
sign
of
tremor
.
"
The
bottom
's
out
,
I
see
.
"
"
The
bottom
's
out
,
and
it
'll
not
be
put
back
soon
,
I
'm
thinkin
'
.
I
'll
have
to
have
what
's
belongin
'
to
me
to-day
.
I
have
n't
any
time
to
spare
.
"
"
Very
well
,
"
replied
Cowperwood
,
who
saw
clearly
how
treacherous
the
situation
was
.
The
old
man
was
in
a
dour
mood
.
His
presence
was
an
irritation
to
him
,
for
some
reason
--
a
deadly
provocation
.
Cowperwood
felt
clearly
that
it
must
be
Aileen
,
that
he
must
know
or
suspect
something
.
He
must
pretend
business
hurry
and
end
this
.
"
I
'm
sorry
.
I
thought
I
might
get
an
extension
;
but
that
's
all
right
.
I
can
get
the
money
,
though
.
I
'll
send
it
right
over
.
"
He
turned
and
walked
quickly
to
the
door
.
Butler
got
up
.
He
had
thought
to
manage
this
differently
.
He
had
thought
to
denounce
or
even
assault
this
man
.
He
was
about
to
make
some
insinuating
remark
which
would
compel
an
answer
,
some
direct
charge
;
but
Cowperwood
was
out
and
away
as
jaunty
as
ever
.
The
old
man
was
flustered
,
enraged
,
disappointed
.
He
opened
the
small
office
door
which
led
into
the
adjoining
room
,
and
called
,
"
Owen
!
"
"
Yes
,
father
.
"
