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There
was
much
argument
--
the
usual
charges
and
countercharges
--
but
,
finally
,
because
of
her
weariness
of
heart
,
his
petting
,
the
unsolvability
of
it
all
,
she
permitted
him
for
the
time
being
to
persuade
her
that
there
were
still
some
crumbs
of
affection
left
.
She
was
soul-sick
,
heartsick
.
Even
he
,
as
he
attempted
to
soothe
her
,
realized
clearly
that
to
establish
the
reality
of
his
love
in
her
belief
he
would
have
to
make
some
much
greater
effort
to
entertain
and
comfort
her
,
and
that
this
,
in
his
present
mood
,
and
with
his
leaning
toward
promiscuity
,
was
practically
impossible
.
For
the
time
being
a
peace
might
be
patched
up
,
but
in
view
of
what
she
expected
of
him
--
her
passion
and
selfish
individuality
--
it
could
not
be
.
He
would
have
to
go
on
,
and
she
would
have
to
leave
him
,
if
needs
be
;
but
he
could
not
cease
or
go
back
.
He
was
too
passionate
,
too
radiant
,
too
individual
and
complex
to
belong
to
any
one
single
individual
alone
.
The
impediments
that
can
arise
to
baffle
a
great
and
swelling
career
are
strange
and
various
.
In
some
instances
all
the
cross-waves
of
life
must
be
cut
by
the
strong
swimmer
.
With
other
personalities
there
is
a
chance
,
or
force
,
that
happily
allies
itself
with
them
;
or
they
quite
unconsciously
ally
themselves
with
it
,
and
find
that
there
is
a
tide
that
bears
them
on
.
Divine
will
?
Not
necessarily
.
There
is
no
understanding
of
it
.
Guardian
spirits
?
There
are
many
who
so
believe
,
to
their
utter
undoing
.
(
Witness
Macbeth
)
.
An
unconscious
drift
in
the
direction
of
right
,
virtue
,
duty
?
These
are
banners
of
mortal
manufacture
.
Nothing
is
proved
;
all
is
permitted
.
Not
long
after
Cowperwood
's
accession
to
control
on
the
West
Side
,
for
instance
,
a
contest
took
place
between
his
corporation
and
a
citizen
by
the
name
of
Redmond
Purdy
--
real-estate
investor
,
property-trader
,
and
money-lender
--
which
set
Chicago
by
the
ears
.
The
La
Salle
and
Washington
Street
tunnels
were
now
in
active
service
,
but
because
of
the
great
north
and
south
area
of
the
West
Side
,
necessitating
the
cabling
of
Van
Buren
Street
and
Blue
Island
Avenue
,
there
was
need
of
a
third
tunnel
somewhere
south
of
Washington
Street
,
preferably
at
Van
Buren
Street
,
because
the
business
heart
was
thus
more
directly
reached
.
Cowperwood
was
willing
and
anxious
to
build
this
tunnel
,
though
he
was
puzzled
how
to
secure
from
the
city
a
right
of
way
under
Van
Buren
Street
,
where
a
bridge
loaded
with
heavy
traffic
now
swung
.
There
were
all
sorts
of
complications
.
In
the
first
place
,
the
consent
of
the
War
Department
at
Washington
had
to
be
secured
in
order
to
tunnel
under
the
river
at
all
.
Secondly
,
the
excavation
,
if
directly
under
the
bridge
,
might
prove
an
intolerable
nuisance
,
necessitating
the
closing
or
removal
of
the
bridge
.
Owing
to
the
critical
,
not
to
say
hostile
,
attitude
of
the
newspapers
which
,
since
the
La
Salle
and
Washington
tunnel
grants
,
were
following
his
every
move
with
a
searchlight
,
Cowperwood
decided
not
to
petition
the
city
for
privileges
in
this
case
,
but
instead
to
buy
the
property
rights
of
sufficient
land
just
north
of
the
bridge
,
where
the
digging
of
the
tunnel
could
proceed
without
interference
.
The
piece
of
land
most
suitable
for
this
purpose
,
a
lot
150
x
150
,
lying
a
little
way
from
the
river-bank
,
and
occupied
by
a
seven-story
loft-building
,
was
owned
by
the
previously
mentioned
Redmond
Purdy
,
a
long
,
thin
,
angular
,
dirty
person
,
who
wore
celluloid
collars
and
cuffs
and
spoke
with
a
nasal
intonation
.
Cowperwood
had
the
customary
overtures
made
by
seemingly
disinterested
parties
endeavoring
to
secure
the
land
at
a
fair
price
.
But
Purdy
,
who
was
as
stingy
as
a
miser
and
as
incisive
as
a
rat-trap
,
had
caught
wind
of
the
proposed
tunnel
scheme
.
He
was
all
alive
for
a
fine
profit
.
"
No
,
no
,
no
,
"
he
declared
,
over
and
over
,
when
approached
by
the
representatives
of
Mr.
Sylvester
Toomey
,
Cowperwood
's
ubiquitous
land-agent
.
"
I
do
n't
want
to
sell
.
Go
away
.
"
Mr.
Sylvester
Toomey
was
finally
at
his
wit
's
end
,
and
complained
to
Cowperwood
,
who
at
once
sent
for
those
noble
beacons
of
dark
and
stormy
waters
,
General
Van
Sickle
and
the
Hon.
Kent
Barrows
McKibben
.
The
General
was
now
becoming
a
little
dolty
,
and
Cowperwood
was
thinking
of
pensioning
him
;
but
McKibben
was
in
his
prime
--
smug
,
handsome
,
deadly
,
smooth
.
After
talking
it
over
with
Mr.
Toomey
they
returned
to
Cowperwood
's
office
with
a
promising
scheme
.
The
Hon.
Nahum
Dickensheets
,
one
of
the
judges
of
the
State
Court
of
Appeals
,
and
a
man
long
since
attached
,
by
methods
which
need
not
here
be
described
,
to
Cowperwood
's
star
,
had
been
persuaded
to
bring
his
extensive
technical
knowledge
to
bear
on
the
emergency
.
At
his
suggestion
the
work
of
digging
the
tunnel
was
at
once
begun
--
first
at
the
east
or
Franklin
Street
end
;
then
,
after
eight
months
'
digging
,
at
the
west
or
Canal
Street
end
.
A
shaft
was
actually
sunk
some
thirty
feet
back
of
Mr.
Purdy
's
building
--
between
it
and
the
river
--
while
that
gentleman
watched
with
a
quizzical
gleam
in
his
eye
this
defiant
procedure
.
He
was
sure
that
when
it
came
to
the
necessity
of
annexing
his
property
the
North
and
West
Chicago
Street
Railways
would
be
obliged
to
pay
through
the
nose
.
"
Well
,
I
'll
be
cussed
,
"
be
frequently
observed
to
himself
,
for
he
could
not
see
how
his
exaction
of
a
pound
of
flesh
was
to
be
evaded
,
and
yet
he
felt
strangely
restless
at
times
.
Finally
,
when
it
became
absolutely
necessary
for
Cowperwood
to
secure
without
further
delay
this
coveted
strip
,
he
sent
for
its
occupant
,
who
called
in
pleasant
anticipation
of
a
profitable
conversation
;
this
should
be
worth
a
small
fortune
to
him
.
