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"
I
tell
you
,
Frank
,
"
said
Steger
,
"
I
would
n't
worry
.
We
can
tie
this
thing
up
legally
until
election
and
after
,
and
that
will
give
all
this
row
a
chance
to
die
down
.
Then
you
can
get
your
people
together
and
talk
sense
to
them
.
They
're
not
going
to
give
up
good
properties
like
this
,
even
if
Stener
does
go
to
jail
.
"
Steger
did
not
know
of
the
sixty
thousand
dollars
'
worth
of
hypothecated
securities
as
yet
.
Neither
did
he
know
of
Aileen
Butler
and
her
father
's
boundless
rage
.
There
was
one
development
in
connection
with
all
of
this
of
which
Cowperwood
was
as
yet
unaware
.
The
same
day
that
brought
Edward
Butler
the
anonymous
communication
in
regard
to
his
daughter
,
brought
almost
a
duplicate
of
it
to
Mrs.
Frank
Algernon
Cowperwood
,
only
in
this
case
the
name
of
Aileen
Butler
had
curiously
been
omitted
.
Perhaps
you
do
n't
know
that
your
husband
is
running
with
another
woman
.
If
you
do
n't
believe
it
,
watch
the
house
at
931
North
Tenth
Street
.
Mrs.
Cowperwood
was
in
the
conservatory
watering
some
plants
when
this
letter
was
brought
by
her
maid
Monday
morning
.
She
was
most
placid
in
her
thoughts
,
for
she
did
not
know
what
all
the
conferring
of
the
night
before
meant
.
Frank
was
occasionally
troubled
by
financial
storms
,
but
they
did
not
see
to
harm
him
.
"
Lay
it
on
the
table
in
the
library
,
Annie
.
I
'll
get
it
.
"
She
thought
it
was
some
social
note
.
In
a
little
while
(
such
was
her
deliberate
way
)
,
she
put
down
her
sprinkling-pot
and
went
into
the
library
.
There
it
was
lying
on
the
green
leather
sheepskin
which
constituted
a
part
of
the
ornamentation
of
the
large
library
table
.
She
picked
it
up
,
glanced
at
it
curiously
because
it
was
on
cheap
paper
,
and
then
opened
it
.
Her
face
paled
slightly
as
she
read
it
;
and
then
her
hand
trembled
--
not
much
.
Hers
was
not
a
soul
that
ever
loved
passionately
,
hence
she
could
not
suffer
passionately
.
She
was
hurt
,
disgusted
,
enraged
for
the
moment
,
and
frightened
;
but
she
was
not
broken
in
spirit
entirely
.
Thirteen
years
of
life
with
Frank
Cowperwood
had
taught
her
a
number
of
things
.
He
was
selfish
,
she
knew
now
,
self-centered
,
and
not
as
much
charmed
by
her
as
he
had
been
.
The
fear
she
had
originally
felt
as
to
the
effect
of
her
preponderance
of
years
had
been
to
some
extent
justified
by
the
lapse
of
time
.
Frank
did
not
love
her
as
he
had
--
he
had
not
for
some
time
;
she
had
felt
it
.
What
was
it
?
--
she
had
asked
herself
at
times
--
almost
,
who
was
it
?
Business
was
engrossing
him
so
.
Finance
was
his
master
.
Did
this
mean
the
end
of
her
regime
,
she
queried
.
Would
he
cast
her
off
?
Where
would
she
go
?
What
would
she
do
?
She
was
not
helpless
,
of
course
,
for
she
had
money
of
her
own
which
he
was
manipulating
for
her
.
Who
was
this
other
woman
?
Was
she
young
,
beautiful
,
of
any
social
position
?
Was
it
--
?
Suddenly
she
stopped
.
Was
it
?
Could
it
be
,
by
any
chance
--
her
mouth
opened
--
Aileen
Butler
?
