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Chapter XXIX

           Andthenhisfatherwasannounced.

           TheelderCowperwoodbroughtahaggardface.HeandFrankhadhadalongconversationtheeveningbefore,lastinguntilearlymorning,butithadnotbeenproductiveofmuchsaveuncertainty.

           "Hello,father!"exclaimedCowperwood,cheerfully,notinghisfather’sgloom.Hewassatisfiedthattherewasscarcelyacoalofhopetoberakedoutoftheseashesofdespair,buttherewasnouseadmittingit.

           "Well?"saidhisfather,liftinghissadeyesinapeculiarway.

           "Well,itlookslikestormyweather,doesn’tit?I’vedecidedtocallameetingofmycreditors,father,andaskfortime.Thereisn’tanythingelsetodo.Ican’trealizeenoughonanythingtomakeitworthwhiletalkingabout.IthoughtStenermightchangehismind,buthe’sworseratherthanbetter.Hisheadbookkeeperjustwentoutofhere."

           "Whatdidhewant?"askedHenryCowperwood.

           "HewantedmetogivehimbackacheckforsixtythousandthathepaidmeforsomecityloanIboughtyesterdaymorning."Frankdidnotexplaintohisfather,however,thathehadhypothecatedthecertificatesthischeckhadpaidfor,andusedthecheckitselftoraisemoneyenoughtopaytheGirardNationalBankandtogivehimselfthirty-fivethousandincashbesides.

           "Well,Ideclare!"repliedtheoldman."You’dthinkhe’dhavebettersensethanthat.That’saperfectlylegitimatetransaction.

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