old patterns there, no cut channels of courage to guide one. You had to find your own way and make it; you had to try, enterprise, experiment and explore, balance risks and rights. That was the draw of business, to-day, which filled the cities. It demanded a different quality in a man from any that her father possessed; though once, for half an hour, all the world had waited upon him. This was what she had felt and once even had tried to say to Jay and had not been able then to explain it.
She reached for her father's hand. The finest man in the world. Oh, she loved him! But here, a train was whistling. Jay was upon it—Jay who would take her away, his wife!
She stood up and leaped down. There was the train; it was stopping, and upon the first step, stood Jay.
The end
