money, for the sake of this--this girl?"

"It doesn't seem like giving up anything, sir," replied Grindley
junior, simply.

"It isn't so much as I thought it was going to be," said the old
man, after a pause. "Perhaps it is for the best. I might have
been more obstinate if things had been going all right. The Lord
has chastened me."

"Isn't the business doing well, Dad?" asked the young man, with
sorrow in his voice.

"What's it got to do with you?" snapped his father. "You've cut
yourself adrift from it. You leave me now I am going down."

Grindley junior, not knowing what to say, put his arms round the
little old man.

And in this way Tommy's brilliant scheme fell through and came to
naught. Instead, old Grindley visited once again the big house in
Nevill's Court, and remained long closeted with old Solomon in the
office on the second floor. It was late in the evening when
Solomon opened the door and called upstairs to Janet Helvetia to
come down.

"I used to know you long ago," said Hezekiah Grindley, rising.
"You were quite a little girl then."

Later, the troublesome Sauce disappeared entirely, cut out by newer