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"
Aileen
's
not
in
her
room
,
"
she
said
,
curiously
.
"
She
did
n't
say
anything
to
you
about
going
out
,
did
she
?
"
"
No
,
"
he
replied
,
truthfully
,
wondering
how
soon
he
should
have
to
tell
his
wife
.
"
That
's
odd
,
"
observed
Mrs.
Butler
,
doubtfully
.
"
She
must
have
gone
out
after
somethin'
.
It
's
a
wonder
she
would
n't
tell
somebody
.
"
Butler
gave
no
sign
.
He
dared
not
.
"
She
'll
be
back
,
"
he
said
,
more
in
order
to
gain
time
than
anything
else
.
He
was
sorry
to
have
to
pretend
.
Mrs.
Butler
went
out
,
and
he
closed
the
door
.
Then
he
took
out
the
letter
and
read
it
again
.
The
girl
was
crazy
.
She
was
doing
an
absolutely
wild
,
inhuman
,
senseless
thing
.
Where
could
she
go
,
except
to
Cowperwood
?
She
was
on
the
verge
of
a
public
scandal
,
and
this
would
produce
it
.
There
was
just
one
thing
to
do
as
far
as
he
could
see
.
Cowperwood
,
if
he
were
still
in
Philadelphia
,
would
know
.
He
would
go
to
him
--
threaten
,
cajole
,
actually
destroy
him
,
if
necessary
.
Aileen
must
come
back
.
She
need
not
go
to
Europe
,
perhaps
,
but
she
must
come
back
and
behave
herself
at
least
until
Cowperwood
could
legitimately
marry
her
.
That
was
all
he
could
expect
now
.
She
would
have
to
wait
,
and
some
day
perhaps
he
could
bring
himself
to
accept
her
wretched
proposition
.
Horrible
thought
!
It
would
kill
her
mother
,
disgrace
her
sister
.
He
got
up
,
took
down
his
hat
,
put
on
his
overcoat
,
and
started
out
.
Arriving
at
the
Cowperwood
home
he
was
shown
into
the
reception-room
.
Cowperwood
at
the
time
was
in
his
den
looking
over
some
private
papers
.
When
the
name
of
Butler
was
announced
he
immediately
went
down-stairs
.
It
was
characteristic
of
the
man
that
the
announcement
of
Butler
's
presence
created
no
stir
in
him
whatsoever
.
So
Butler
had
come
.
That
meant
,
of
course
,
that
Aileen
had
gone
.
Now
for
a
battle
,
not
of
words
,
but
of
weights
of
personalities
.
He
felt
himself
to
be
intellectually
,
socially
,
and
in
every
other
way
the
more
powerful
man
of
the
two
.
That
spiritual
content
of
him
which
we
call
life
hardened
to
the
texture
of
steel
.
He
recalled
that
although
he
had
told
his
wife
and
his
father
that
the
politicians
,
of
whom
Butler
was
one
,
were
trying
to
make
a
scapegoat
of
him
,
Butler
,
nevertheless
,
was
not
considered
to
be
wholly
alienated
as
a
friend
,
and
civility
must
prevail
.
He
would
like
very
much
to
placate
him
if
he
could
,
to
talk
out
the
hard
facts
of
life
in
a
quiet
and
friendly
way
.
But
this
matter
of
Aileen
had
to
be
adjusted
now
once
and
for
all
.
And
with
that
thought
in
his
mind
he
walked
quickly
into
Butler
's
presence
.
The
old
man
,
when
he
learned
that
Cowperwood
was
in
and
would
see
him
,
determined
to
make
his
contact
with
the
financier
as
short
and
effective
as
possible
.
He
moved
the
least
bit
when
he
heard
Cowperwood
's
step
,
as
light
and
springy
as
ever
.
"
Good
evening
,
Mr.
Butler
,
"
said
Cowperwood
,
cheerfully
,
when
he
saw
him
,
extending
his
hand
.
"
What
can
I
do
for
you
?
"
"
Ye
can
take
that
away
from
in
front
of
me
,
for
one
thing
,
"
said
Butler
,
grimly
referring
to
his
hand
.
"
I
have
no
need
of
it
.
It
's
my
daughter
I
've
come
to
talk
to
ye
about
,
and
I
want
plain
answers
.
Where
is
she
?
"
