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Chapter XXVI

           

           "Youdecidedtocallit,eh?"

           "Ihave."

           Owenwaspuzzledbytheoldman’sangrymood.Hewonderedwhatitallmeant,butthoughtheandCowperwoodmighthavehadafewwords.Hewentouttohisdesktowriteanoteandcallaclerk.Butlerwenttothewindowandstaredout.Hewasangry,bitter,brutalinhisvein.

           "Thedirtydog!"hesuddenlyexclaimedtohimself,inalowvoice."I’lltakeeverydollarhe’sgotbeforeI’mthroughwithhim.I’llsendhimtojail,Iwill.I’llbreakhim,Iwill.Wait!"

           Heclinchedhisbigfistsandhisteeth.

           "I’llfixhim.I’llshowhim.Thedog!Thedamnedscoundrel!"

           Neverinhislifebeforehadhebeensobitter,socruel,sorelentlessinhismood.

           Hewalkedhisofficefloorthinkingwhathecoulddo.QuestionAileenthatwaswhathewoulddo.Ifherface,orherlips,toldhimthathissuspicionwastrue,hewoulddealwithCowperwoodlater.Thiscitytreasurerbusiness,now.ItwasnotacrimeinsofarasCowperwoodwasconcerned;butitmightbemadetobe.

           Sonow,tellingtheclerktosaytoOwenthathehadgonedownthestreetforafewmoments,heboardedastreet-carandrodeouttohishome,wherehefoundhiselderdaughterjustgettingreadytogoout.Sheworeapurple-velvetstreetdressedgedwithnarrow,flatgiltbraid,andastrikinggold-and-purpleturban.

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