Jimmy gazed about the room in perplexity. What was he to do? Why on

earth should he leave his letters unanswered and his mail topsy turvy to

rush forth in the shank of the morning at the bidding of a young woman

whom he abhorred. Ridiculous! He would do no such thing. He lit a cigar

and began to open a few letters marked "private." For the life of him he

could not understand one word that he read. A worried look crossed his

face.

"Suppose Zoie were really in need of help, Aggie would certainly never

forgive him if he failed her." He rose and walked up and down.

"Why was he not to tell Aggie?"

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"Where was Alfred?" He stopped abruptly. His over excited imagination

had suggested a horrible but no doubt accurate answer. "Wedded to an

abomination like Zoie, Alfred had sought the only escape possible to a

man of his honourable ideals--he had committed suicide."

Seizing his coat and hat Jimmy dashed through the outer office without

instructing his astonished staff as to when he might possibly return.

"Family troubles," said the secretary to himself as he appropriated one

of Jimmy's best cigars.




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