"There is still one more chance," he reflected, "one more interview with Barbara, one more hope that I may win her. If that fails, the other thing won't matter much. I'll horsewhip Tandy and then go away. No, I won't go away. I won't desert in the presence of the enemy. I won't--oh, I don't know what I will or won't do. All that must wait till I know my fate with Barbara."
This was on the morning after his evening with Barbara--the morning on which Temple first made acquaintance with Tandy. Duncan was sitting idly in his office, mechanically toying with a paper cutter. Presently he overturned the inkstand, spilling its contents over some legal papers that he had drawn upon the day before.
"That's fortunate!" he ejaculated, as with blotting pads he sought to save what he could of the docu
