On fortune's road; stories of business . uess its you ! said would have said more, fatuously, but she stoppedhim. We must go downstairs, she said with a kindof fond refusal; they 11 be expecting me. Down in Parlor C, Johnny Gallagher leanedover the back of a chair and glowered at Prescottand Winthrop before him. Mrs. Randall sat alittle apart, and her double chin seemed to defy himto impeach its respectability. Behave yourself now! Helen whisperedwarningly. They had come through Parlor D, andwere at the open door. Let s be frank and friendly all around, — itwas Johnnys strident voice,
On fortune's road; stories of business . uess its you ! said would have said more, fatuously, but she stoppedhim. We must go downstairs, she said with a kindof fond refusal; they 11 be expecting me. Down in Parlor C, Johnny Gallagher leanedover the back of a chair and glowered at Prescottand Winthrop before him. Mrs. Randall sat alittle apart, and her double chin seemed to defy himto impeach its respectability. Behave yourself now! Helen whisperedwarningly. They had come through Parlor D, andwere at the open door. Let s be frank and friendly all around, — itwas Johnnys strident voice, — and acknowledgethat we re all brother pirates on the make, and nottry to backcap each others games. Whats thedifference between rigging the legislature and riggingthe stock market ? I 11 admit I m a pirate. Butwho s going to cast the first stone at me ? Who sgoing to say that politics ought to be better thanother business ? Other things being as they are inthis world, whats the matter with my running mypolitics the way I do ? 164. HO-ftAi jP^^m- -1// admit Im a pirate. But whos going to cast thefirst stofie at me /* THE CHAIRMANS POLITICS The answer came from the door. You would nt tell your wife what you do,Johnny, said Emmet. He was beaming in hismost sparkling manner. Johnny stared a moment. Well, whod wantto tell his wife ? he demanded. Why, I would, Emmet declared, and laughedshamelessly. Miss Page looked demurely at the floor, and tooka bit of her lip between her teeth, and colored. For a mere instant Gallagher floundered. Thenhe walked over and confronted the two, his mouthshut, his eyes twinkling. After he had surveyedthem an instant, he looked around at the others. The babes in the woods, he said solemnly. You cant never beat em ! A barbed-wire fencewould nt keep em apart! He stepped up toMiss Page. But why did nt you tell me ? hesaid. It would have saved all the trouble. Itried to get you to. She bent a little toward him, quickly, eagerly. I thought once or twi
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