"Did he tell you that?" she cried, her eyes staring into his, her
voice trembling as if from some sudden fright.
Jack gazed at her in wonderment:
"Yes--of course he did and--Why, Miss Ruth!--Why, what's the
matter! Have I said anything that--"
"Then something serious has happened," she interrupted in a
decided tone. "That is always his message to me when he is in
trouble. That is what he telegraphed me when he lost the coffer-
dam in the Susquehanna. Oh!--he did not really tell you that, did
he, Mr. Breen?" The old anxious note had returned--the one he had
heard at the "fill."
"Yes--but nothing serious HAS happened, Miss Ruth," Jack
persisted, his voice rising in the intensity of his conviction,
his earnest, truthful eyes fixed on hers--"nothing that will not
come out all right in the end. Please, don't be worried, I know
what I am talking about."
"Oh, yes, it is serious," she rejoined with equal positiveness.
"You do not know daddy. Nothing ever discourages him, and he meets
everything with a smile--but he cannot stand any more losses.
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