"I care not for any publicity, but I know you will deal fairly with your daughter's husband.

Then we can trust each other, for we must!" It had been even so, and Arthur Ferris left his girl wife, still a stranger to him, in the care of the father who demanded the New York deal with the senatorial ally as the price of the strangely deferred honeymoon joys.
The girl bride, with a tranquil heart, awaited the return of Ferris for the Japanese voyage which was to be a married lovers' wandering in fairyland.

She had taken the dross of Ferris' heart for minted gold, led on by a father's lure.
Clayton's words were laconic, but his faith went with them.

To the millionaire he telegraphed: "Will start for Cheyenne Monday.

Must go to Bay Ridge to see Edson.
Will telegraph arrival from Omaha." But to Miss Alice Worthington, Palace Hotel, Tacoma, he dispatched: "I am coming West, but only to see you, after many years.