If you dislike my money, I will give it away, or I will give it to you to keep for me.

The money does not matter, so long as you don't dislike me." What Philip would have said to that, Helen could not know, for a page in many buttons rushed at him with a message from the telephone, and with a hand that trembled Philip snatched it.

It read: "Combine is announced, shares have gone to thirty-one, shall I hold or sell ?" That at such a crisis he should permit of any interruption hurt Helen deeply.

She regarded him with unhappy eyes.

Philip read the message three times.