Surely you need not be enemies."
But she knew she could hope for no reassurance from the man beside her.
Presently she led him back across the big room to the fireplace near where
her husband lay. His secretary had gone, and he was lying resting on the
lounge. He opened his eyes and smiled at her. "Has Mr. Ridgway been
pointing out to you the places of interest?" he asked quietly.
"Yes, dear." The last word came hesitantly after the slightest of pauses.
"He says he must be going now."
The head of the greatest trust on earth got to his feet and smiled
benignantly as he shook hands with the departing guest. "I shall hope to
see you very soon and have a talk regarding business, Mr. Ridgway," he
said.
"Whenever you like, Mr. Harley." To the girl he said merely, "Good night,"
and was gone.
The old man put an arm affectionately across his young wife's shoulder.
"Shall we read another psalm, my dear? Or are you tired?"
She repressed the little shiver that ran through her before she answered
wearily. "I am a little tired. If you don't mind I would like to retire,
please.
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