He recalled with a secret complacence the steps which had led him, bit by bit, into Hugh Worthington's confidence, through the frank disclosures of Clayton.
And so, fortified by the single-hearted man's intimate relations with the Detroit household, Arthur Ferris had taken up every thread as it slipped through Clayton's busy fingers.
The knowledge that he would enjoy Randall Clayton's real patrimony; that he had stolen a charming wife from the man who was bound by an unearned gratitude to Worthington, made this hour of triumph a most delicious one.
"Old Hugh needed me; he needed a man who would be a safe intermediary with Durham; one who was a Safe Deposit for both senator and millionaire.
"Now I hold every trump in life, and Clayton, the dolt, has thrown away his fortune and made mine." Then the thin-lipped lawyer recalled Balzac's remark, "One, in order to succeed, must either cut one's way through life like a sword, or glide through the world quietly like a pestilence." "I'll let Hugh use the sword," he laughed, as he enjoyed his well-warmed Chamberton.

"I am beyond all the storms of Fate now.
"What more could I desire?
On the road to a million, a charming girl wife, one whom I can mould like clay, and Durham and Worthington can easily send me to Congress." He saw the Senate chamber opening to him, through the rosy light of the wooing Burgundy.
And again his eye sought the telegrams.

"Not a word to alter," and he smiled as he read.
"Hugh Worthington, "Palace Hotel, Tacoma:-- "A quiet election.

All arranged.

New officers published to-morrow.
Telegraph Clayton to meet you at Cheyenne for conference.