“There is no occasion for dramatics,” he said, the cruel, passionless smile at his thin lips. “I make you a business proposition and you decline it. That is all. I wish you good day.”
The other strode past him and flung the door open. He had never before known such a passion of hatred as raged within him. Throughout his life Simon Harley had left in his wake wreckage and despair. He was the best-hated man of his time, execrated by the working classes, despised by the country at large, and distrusted by his fellow exploiters. Yet, as a business opponent, Ridgway had always taken him impersonally, had counted him for a condition rather than an individual. But with the new influence that had come into his life, reason could not reckon, and when it was dominant with him, Harley stood embodied as the wolf ready to devour his ewe lamb.
For he couldn’t get away from her. Wherever he went he carried with him the picture of her sweet, shy smile, her sudden winsome moments, the deep light in her violet eyes; and in the background the sinister bared fangs of the wild beast dogging her patiently, and yet lovingly.
CHAPTER XI.
VIRGINIA INTERVENES
James K. Mott, local chief attorney for the Consolidated, was struggling with a white tie before the glass and crumpling it atrociously.
“This dress-suit habit is the most pernicious I know. It’s sapping the liberties of the American people,” he grunted at last in humorous despair.
“Let me, dear.”
His wife tied it with neatness and dispatch, and returned to the inspection of how her skirt hung.
“Mr. Harley asked me to thank you for calling on his wife. He says she gets lonesome during the day while he is away so much. I was wondering if you couldn’t do something for her so that she could meet some of the ladies of Mesa. A luncheon, or something of that sort, you know. Have you seen my hat-brush anywhere?”
“It’s on that drawer beside your hat-box. She told me she would rather not. I suggested it. But I’ll tell you what I could do: take Virginia Balfour round to see her. She’s lively and good company, and knows some of the people Mrs. Harley knows.”