THE SHAREHOLDERS' MEETING The afternoon was dark and electric lights burned along the cornice of the room engaged for the shareholders' meeting.

The room was big and cold, and as Gavin moved about the table on the platform his steps echoed hollowly.

He was the company's secretary and was putting down papers by the blotting pads.

A group of gentlemen, engaged in thoughtful talk, stood by the fire.

They were directors of the line and did not look happy.