One moment she was building up a house of cards in which she held all the trumps, and the next instant she had tumbled it to the ground.

One thing she was determined upon--not to take second place.
She would have all of him or none of him.
At the end of the third day Max returned.

He had not seen Morton, nor any of his clerks, nor anybody connected with his office.

Neither had he sent him any message or written him any letter.

Morton might have been dead and buried a century so far as Max or his affairs were concerned.