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"I a I can do to help you, Mr Henderson," Saunders said, laard to this particular matter If you are in want, however, and any reasonable amount would be of service to you--why, on --"

"I don't mean that," the old man broke in, tremulously "You are very kind I know you would help me, you show it in your face; but I don't want that sort of thing It is--is hts I'm after I--I can't face my children after the way I acted I simply trusted Mostyn with my all--my life's blood--don't you see? I rehbor had hinted that Mostyn was too high a flyer--going with fast women and the like--to be quite safe--I ree not that ye be not judged' caainst him But you see how it ended"

"I wish I could help you," Saunders said again, "but I don't see what I can do"

"I don't either" The old ot up "Everybody tells me I am a fool to cry over spiltclose to the end, and so else" He laid his disengaged hand on Saunders's shoulder al --that is, some I don't feel quite so--so hurt inside It's because you offered to--to trustto come in here any more If I have to see him I will meet him somewhere else Good-by"

Saunders watched the bent form shamble between the counters and desks and disappear

"Poor old chap!" he said "The sha him"

Just then the door of Mostyn's office opened, and Mostyn hi-ave it an idle glance, and then came on to his partner

"Albert says old Henderson was here talking to you," he said, coldly "I suppose it's the old complaint?"

"Yes," Saunders nodded, as he looked up "I did what I could to pacify hi into a bad mental shape"