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brows. Janie, seeing it spring there and Porson's head clerk got ahead of him for knit itself, thrilled with admiration of him once. Now I take it you make quite a and eagerness of sympathy with what he handle of that?” would say. Porson would propose some Marshall nodded, watching him. unworthy pact, and her husband would re- “I go into it rather fully,” he said. pudiate it. She was glad to be before the “What article's it come in ?" stage of that drama.
“Number four.” Porson looked up at Marshall with one “Well, Mr. Bruce,” said Porson, looking of his quick glances that, however much him in the face, “I want you to cut that they shifted, seemed to gather whatever out." they needed in their course.
Marshall laughed. Janie knew what he "How much you got in type now?” he thought he had discovered. She, too, had asked.
hit upon it. Old Porson must have a very Marshall laughed a little with that ironic human foible at the bottom of his bag of note fitted to his scornful look.
tricks. He was not only a money king, “Mr. Porson," said he, “what have you avid of accumulation and the spread of his come to ask?"
base regnancy; he was vain. He could not Porson straightened now, and gazed at endure to have the world told that any man him. To Janie, from her oblique vantage had got ahead of him. ground, he looked like a shambling old “I should be much obliged,” he was conman. Marshall, confronting the direct tinuing, “if you'd tell me how you went beam of the small eyes, found it a holding into that.” power.
“Delighted,” said Marshall dryly. “I've “The question's here,” said Porson. He got the article right here.” He opened a opened his mouth slightly, tightened the drawer, and after a frowning search brought skin of his cheek and rubbed it with a fore- out several crumpled galleys of proof. finger, a trick Marshall knew in sundry These he whirled into order, and gave farmers of his acquaintance. He saw at them to Porson, pointing out the significant once that it was a characteristic gesture, paragraphs. Porson read slowly and painsand put it down in his mental notebook. takingly. Marshall, watching him, felt “I took up your two first numbers," said convinced that if these had been columns Porson simply, “the first of the evening, of figures, he could have run over them and read 'em through. I thought I'd drop lightly with an accustomed ease; but even in before it went any further.”
the plainest literature was dubitable "Anything wrong with my facts?” asked ground. Marshall incisively.
“Yes," he said at last. “Yes. I thought Porson seemed about to answer, but he that's the way you'd fix it. Well, Mr. drew himself back as if with a tardy recog- Bruce, you've got your facts pretty clear." nition that this was a species of tribunal, Marshall nodded. and that he was not obliged to incriminate “Yes,” he echoed. “I've got my data. himself.
You see, Mr. Porson, men in your occupa“Well,” he said, with deliberation, “I tion keep leaving documentary evidence don't know's I've got anything to say on behind them. There aren't any supposithat score. What I pitched upon- ” tions in these articles of mine. They're
Marshall involuntarily glanced toward columns of cold facts. You've furnished the inner room, and Janie, though she knew the incidents yourself. I've only trailed he could not see her, nodded at him in a along after you and picked 'em up." community of delighted interest at Porson's But Porson did not seem to hear. He way of expressing himself. They had both was considering, thinking out the best move known he had a vocabulary of country to make. Finally he nodded slightly, as if phrases. He was confirming their clever- in confirmation to himself, and sat up. ness with every word.
“Well," said he, “I guess I'll have to tell “What I pitched upon was this. You you the story of that deal.” say towards the end of number two that Marshall smiled a little. The amended later you'll go into particulars about the story would mean that Porson was explainBlackstone Avenue land grab, and how ing himself. That was an immense tri umph touching a man who, whatever the dered by sadder or more serious things. popular outcry, never answered. To ex- Suddenly he came back. plain meant to excuse himself, in a way to “Tileston," said he, “was an honest beg for milder verdicts. If a man had man.” wrought that upon old Porson, he had “Why, yes,” Marshall returned, “nodone well.
body's ever known anything against TilePorson was drumming noiselessly now ston. Except that land coup, of course. upon the desk, keeping time as he talked, But I suppose he had a friend in the city and Marshall watched the knotted fingers. council. I suppose he knew pretty well Janie, out of her cage, never turned her which way the boom was going, and it eyes from the old man's face.
seemed to him venial to snap something “You say he"-Porson touched the bun- up." dle of disordered proof lightly with a spe- “He didn't have any friend in the city cies of disparagement not superb enough council,” said Porson patiently. “I had for scorn-"you say here my clerk, Luther the friend-more than one of 'em. I sent Tileston, got ahead of me. You say he Tileston abroad on business at the time of found out before I did that Blackstone that deal. He knew no more about it than Avenue was going through the old Dump- the dead. And a week after he got home ing Fields, and he cut in ahead of me and he died himself.” bought up that land. Well, Mr. Marshall, “So, if you bought for him, as you say you're wrong. I bought that land.” you did, he never knew it?"
“Oh, no, you didn't,” said Marshall, his “No.” A curious expression came over mind on the trapping of vanity. “The Porson's face and crumpled it into another deeds stood in his name. He made a for- sort of document. It bespoke rememtune. His wife and daughter are living on brance of the uphill paths he had travelled it to-day.”
to his gilded cell. “Tileston never knew “Yes,” said Porson mildly, as if in toler- anything about the matter. We had a kind ance of incomplete methods. “But I fur- of an unpleasantness at that time. He got nished the money. I bought in Tileston's hold of some things he didn't-undername.”
stand.” Janie, with a light vault into the “What for?"
saddle of intuition, thought he had been “It didn't do for me to go into it unless I about to say, “stand for,” and on that hint did it some such way. I'd begun to be a coursed along after him. “In regard to the marked man—" a slight assertiveness ani- business, that is. He meant to leave me. mated his voice. “If I'd gone into it in the We talked that out a day or two before light of day, there'd have been a hundred he died.” others ready to jump and pick up all the “What made you let the other matter land near by. I wanted that, too, but I rest? Wasn't it of a sort to be settled on hadn't the means I have now. I wasn't the dot? You couldn't have meant to leave prepared to take it till I knew whether they it that way, at loose ends. The avenue was were going to extend the avenue to the river voted on in less than a month.” front and make the drive.”
Porson's mouth worked a little. “I did “The rest was sold later,” said Marshall mean to clinch it,” he said. “I put it off.” vaguely. He was not yet sensitized. “You Instantly Janie felt she was running back did buy that. But Tileston bought the first over the difficult path, her mind with his, lot. He got the Dumping Fields." and she thought she saw exactly how it had
"Don't I tell you I bought in his name?” been. Porson was younger then, less toughinquired Porson.
ened to the world's assaults, and momen“Well," said Marshall, unwillingly con- tarily he had found himself unable to stand vinced, “so you want me to make the cor- before the temperamental onslaught of rection ?”
Tileston's scorn. Marshall, too, had his "I want you to drop the whole matter.” conclusions. “Why?"
“He would have repudiated it?” he put There was a long pause, and Janie, in irresistibly. watching, saw Porson's face concentrate as Porson did not seem to hear. if he were travelling a difficult way, bor- "I'd only to tell him and the transfer would have been made," he averred. “I've watched that woman a good many “Tileston was an honest man.” And then, years. She ain't the kind of a woman you with no implication of the sequence, “He care so very much about,” he made that was no sort of a clerk for me. I shouldn't slight motion of his toward the darkness have taken him in the first place—but we where Janie sat, and she at least knew, with were boys together.”.
a cognizance purely feminine, that he was “Then, when he died, the property stood remembering her as something to be valued in his name. You got left, so to speak. -“but you'd know she'd shell out in a
“It stood in his name," said Porson second if she thought the money didn't briefly.
come the straight road.” "Mr. Porson,” said Marshall, “I wish “You think she'd do it now?”. you'd let me use this as an interview. It's “I know she would.” magnificent copy.”
“And she and the crippled daughter- " "No," said Porson immovably, “I don't “They'd go to the wall.” want you to use it and I don't want you to The two men sat for a minute or two in speak of the land. Tileston left a widow silence, Porson not even beating his imand a crippled daughter. That property patient fingers upon the table. Janie, hearappreciated.”
ing her own hurried heart, hardly dared "I should say it did!”
watch them now. When her husband “They're living on it to-day. If they spoke, hot tears came into her eyes. The knew how it come-well, I don't feel sure tone was the one of infinite softness he was what they'd do about it. I rather guess it accustomed to use for her only. wouldn't be safe.”
“Now, you see I've mentioned the deal “What makes you think so?”
already. I can't take that back. I've got “You see the widow come to me after to speak of it again. How would it do if I Tileston's death. She was a kind of a high- should refer to it as one of those curious spirited woman. Interested in charities. strokes of chance by which an honest man, Wanted to reform the city government. not especially fitted for business, should Nice pleasant woman, too. Well, some- have picked up some land nobody wanted body'd got hold of her and told her Tileston —picked it up at the crucial moment just was smart as a trap to fall in with the city as the tide turned its way?”. government and pick up that land before “That's it,” said Porson, with an evident the deal went through, and she come to me relief. “But this—” he pointed to the with tears in her eyes. Said her husband proof which he evidently regarded with the couldn't do a thing like that. If he could, deference of unaccustomed eyes, “this is she'd throw the money into the sea. Said printed.” she only hoped the firm had been doing it "It hasn't gone into the magazine. I through him. Ready to sign it over to us. can arrange that. I can elaborate the stock Seemed as if she couldn't do it soon transaction toward the close and cut this enough."
for space.” “What did you say?” Marshall asked Porson picked up the proof and began it breathlessly.
reading the concluding paragraphs. Janie The ghost of a relaxation that might have slipped out into the kitchen and Marshall served Porson for a smile, was wrinkling heard running water through the filter. He his lean face.
watched Porson now with a softened, even “I told her Tileston would have cut off an eager, curiosity. What would it mean to his right hand before he'd have dickered the man to read the record of this other with the city government.”
transaction, perhaps the most disgraceful, “Did that convince her?”
and yet legally, the safest of his whole “ Oh, yes. She never liked me very well. career. Porson laid the paper down, a Said she could trust me to tell her the worst, veiled yet retrospective look upon his because if there was a chance of the prop- face. erty's comin' to the firm she knew I'd “Have 1—" Marshall hesitated—“Mr. be eager and ready. Oh, no! She never Porson, do you challenge that?" liked me.”
But Porson, taking his hat to go, looked " And you think if she knew now— " merely inscrutable.
"I see you've put it in '71,” he answered. was going out, veiled again in his poor in“Yes, April, '71. I believe that's the right scrutability. But Janie dashed at him, in date.''
a warm impulsive hurry.
“Good-by, Mr. Porson,” she said. Janie was flying into them with a tray, “Won't you shake hands?” two glasses and a pitcher. Her eyes held He looked briefly surprised; the gnarled points of light. She fushed all over her old hand enveloped hers, and again he said face, as if at some extraordinary event. good-night. They heard the shambling,
“I made you some lemonade, Mr. Por- undignified tread lessening down the stairs. son,” she said. “Won't you try it, please?” Then they looked at each other. There
The request was even urgent, as if Por- were tears in Janie's eyes, and Marshall son could do her the most distinct favor. frankly swore. He accepted a glass gravely, and drank “He's made it over,” she said tumultuwithout pause. Marshall, tasting, stopped ously, “the world I saw to-night. It was and threw Janie a whimsical, terrified look, dark with evil, and Porson's hung a light because she had left out the ice. Then he in it." remembered that a part of their personal Marshall was looking toward the door, data was to the effect that Porson's unvary- closed upon the meagre figure. His hand ing beverage was unchilled lemonade, and lay upon the proofs where he had put all smiled over the drink at Janie, who had that his clever mind had been able to gather scored.
concerning another man. Porson set down his glass.
“So that,” he said, in a curious tone, “is “I'll bid you good evening,” he said. He Porson. That's the man himself.”
ENGLAND AND THE ENGLISH
FROM AN AMERICAN POINT OF VIEW
WHO ARE THE ENGLISH?
English? were asked, either square miles. No, what the world knows of the average Englishman, as England is the British Empire, which or of the average American includes the above, and in addition, some visitor to England, the an- 11,400,000 square miles, and a population
swer would probably be of about 410,000,000. The known surface both inaccurate and confusing. The aver- of the globe is estimated at about 55,000,age Englishman knows little of the origins 000 square miles—its total population is of his race, and is not of the mental make- believed to be about 1,800,000,000. The up that sets much store by such matters in British Empire therefore occupies more any case; and the American pays little than one-fifth of the earth's surface, and heed to anything except to what comes di- its population is also more than one-fifth, rectly under his notice as he travels about or about twenty-two per cent. of the into and from London as his centre.
habitants of the globe. London itself is a city of some four mill- That is England! In Asia they have a ion, six hundred odd thousand inhabitants. population of some 237,000,000; in Africa, It is a small nation in itself. The total pop- a population of some 31,000,000; in ulation of the Kingdom of Great Britain America, a population of some 6,000,000; and Ireland is only 43,660,000 (1906). But in the West Indies, some 2,000,000; in London is not England. The United Australasia, some 5,500,000, and so on. Kingdom of Great Britain and Ireland is When you walk the streets of London,