The horror of that! The ensuing storm of public rage! A trial! His whole career gone up in one terrific explosion of woe, anger, death! Great God! He called the butler to him by a nod of his head, when the latter, who had gone out with Rita, hurried back.
"How is she ?" he asked, desperately.

"Seriously hurt ?" "No, sir; I think not.

I believe she's just fainted.

She'll be all right in a little while, sir.

Can I be of any service, sir ?" Ordinarily Cowperwood would have smiled at such a scene.