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Chapter LVII
The time that Cowperwood spent in the Eastern Penitentiary of Pennsylvania was exactly thirteen months from the day of his entry to his discharge。 The influences which brought about this result were partly of his willing； and partly not。 For one thing； some six months after his incarceration； Edward Malia Butler died； expired sitting in his chair in his private office at his home。 The conduct of Aileen had been a great strain on him。 From the time Cowperwood had been sentenced； and more particularly after the time he had cried on Aileen's shoulder in prison； she had turned on her father in an almost brutal way。 Her attitude； unnatural for a child； was quite explicable as that of a tortured sweetheart。 Cowperwood had told her that he thought Butler was using his influence to withhold a pardon for him； even though one were granted to Stener； whose life in prison he had been following with considerable interest； and this had enraged her beyond measure。 She lost no chance of being practically insulting to her father； ignoring him on every occasion； refusing as often as possible to eat at the same table； and when she did； sitting next her mother in the place of Norah； with whom she managed to exchange。 She refused to sing or play any more when he was present； and persistently ignored the large number of young political aspirants who came to the house； and whose presence in a way had been encouraged for her benefit。 Old Butler realized； of course； what it was all about。 He said nothing。 He could not placate her。
Her mother and brothers did not understand it at all at first。 （Mrs。 Butler never understood。） But not long after Cowperwood's incarceration Callum and Owen became aware of what the trouble was。 Once； when Owen was coming away from a reception at one of the houses where his growing financial importance made him welcome； he heard one of two men whom he knew casually； say to the other； as they stood at the door adjusting their coats； 〃You saw where this fellow Cowperwood got four years； didn't you？〃
〃Yes；〃 replied the other。 〃A clever devil thatwasn't he？ I knew that girl he was in with； tooyou know who I mean。 Miss Butlerwasn't that her name？〃
Owen was not sure that he had heard right。 He did not get the connection until the other guest； opening the door and stepping out； remarked： 〃Well； old Butler got even； apparently。 They say he sent him up。〃
Owen's brow clouded。 A hard； contentious look came into his eyes。 He had much of his father's force。 What in the devil were they talking about？ What Miss Butler did they have in mind？ Could this be Aileen or Norah； and how could Cowperwood come to be in with either of them？ It could not possibly be Norah； he reflected； she was very much infatuated with a young man whom he knew； and was going to marry him。 Aileen had been most friendly with the Cowperwoods； and had often spoken well of the financier。 Could it be she？ He could not believe it。 He thought once of overtaking the two acquaintances and demanding to know what they meant； but when he came out on the step they were already some distance down the street and in the opposite direction from that in which he wished to go。 He decided to ask his father about this。
On demand； old Butler confessed at once； but insisted that his son keep silent about it。
〃I wish I'd have known；〃 said Owen； grimly。 〃I'd have shot the dirty dog。〃
〃Aisy； aisy；〃 said Butler。 〃Yer own life's worth more than his； and ye'd only be draggin' the rest of yer family in the dirt with him。 He's had somethin' to pay him for his dirty trick； and he'll have more。 Just ye say nothin' to no one。 Wait。 He'll be wantin' to get out in a year or two。 Say nothin' to her aither。 Talkin' won't help there。 She'll come to her sinses when he's been away long enough； I'm thinkin'。〃 Owen had tried to be civil to his sister after that； but since he was a stickler for social perfection and advancement； and so eager to get up in the world himself； he could not understand how she could possibly have done any such thing。 He resented bitterly the stumbling…block she had put in his path。 Now； among other things； his enemies would have this to throw in his face if they wanted toand they would want to； trust life for that。
Callum reached his knowledge of the matter in quite another manner； but at about the same time。 He was a member of an athletic club which had an attractive building in the city； and a fine country club； where he went occasionally to enjoy the swimming…pool and the Turkish bath connected with it。 One of his friends approached him there in the billiard…room one evening and said； 〃Say； Butler； you know I'm a good friend of yours； don't you？〃
〃Why； certainly； I know it；〃 replied Callum。 〃What's the matter？〃
〃Well； you know；〃 said the young individual； whose name was Richard Pethick； looking at Callum with a look of almost strained affection； 〃I wouldn't come to you with any story that I thought would hurt your feelings or that you oughtn't to know about； but I do think you ought to know about this。〃 He pulled at a high white collar which was choking his neck。
〃I know you wouldn't； Pethick；〃 replied Callum； very much interested。 〃What is it？ What's the point？〃
〃Well； I don't like to say anything；〃 replied Pethick； 〃but that fellow Hibbs is saying things around here about your sister。〃
〃What's that？〃 exclaimed Callum； straightening up in the most dynamic way and bethinking him of the approved social procedure in all such cases。 He should be very angry。 He should demand and exact proper satisfaction in some form or otherby blows very likely if his honor had been in any way impugned。 〃What is it he says about my sister？ What right has he to mention her name here； anyhow？ He doesn't know her。〃
Pethick affected to be greatly concerned lest he cause trouble between Callum and Hibbs。 He protested that he did not want to； when； in reality； he was dying to tell。 At last he came out with； 〃Why； he's circulated the yarn that your sister had something to do with this man Cowperwood； who was tried here recently； and that that's why he's just gone to prison。〃
〃What's that？〃 exclaimed Callum； losing the make…believe of the unimportant； and taking on the serious mien of some one who feels desperately。 〃He says that； does he？ Where is he？ I want to see if he'll say that to me。〃
Some of the stern fighting ability of his father showed in his slender； rather refined young face。
〃Now； Callum；〃 insisted Pethick； realizing the genuine storm he had raised； and being a little fearful of the result； 〃do be careful what you say。 You mustn't have a row in here。 You know it's against the rules。 Besides he may be drunk。 It's just some foolish talk he's heard； I'm sure。 Now； for goodness' sake； don't get so excited。〃 Pethick； having evoked the storm； was not a little nervous as to its results in his own case。 He； too； as well as Callum； himself as the tale…bearer； might now be involved。
But Callum by now was not so easily restrained。 His face was quite pale； and he was moving toward the old English grill…room； where Hibbs happened to be； consuming a brandy…and…soda with a friend of about his own age。 Callum entered and called him。
〃Oh； Hibbs！〃 he said。
Hibbs； hearing his voice and seeing him in the door； arose and came over。 He was an interesting youth of the collegiate type； educated at Princeton。 He had heard the rumor concerning Aileen from various sourcesother members of the club； for oneand had ventured to repeat it in Pethick's presence。
〃What's that you were just saying about my sister？〃 asked Callum； grimly； looking Hibbs in the eye。
〃WhyI〃 hesitated Hibbs； who sensed trouble and was eager to avoid it。 He was not exceptionally brave and looked it。 His hair was straw…colored； his eyes blue； and his cheeks pink。 〃Why nothing in particular。 Who said I was talking about her？〃 He looked at Pethick； whom he knew to be the tale…bearer； and the latter exclaimed； excitedly：
〃Now don't you try to deny it； Hibbs。 You know I heard you？〃
〃Well； what did I say？〃 asked Hibbs； defiantly。
〃Well； what did you say？〃 interrupted Callum； grimly； transferring the conversation to himself。 〃That's just what I want to know。〃
〃Why；〃 stammered Hibbs； nervously； 〃I don't think I've said anything that anybody else hasn't said。 I just repeated that some one said that your sister had been very friendly with Mr。 Cowperwood。 I didn't say any more than I have heard other people say around here。〃
〃Oh； you didn't； did you？〃 exclaimed Callum； withdrawing his hand from his pocket and slapping Hibbs in the face。 He repeated the blow with his left hand； fiercely。 〃Perhaps that'll teach you to keep my sister's name out of your mouth； you pup！〃
Hibbs's arms flew up。 He was not without pugilistic training； and he struck back vigorously； striking Callum once in the chest and once in the neck。 In an instant the two rooms of this suite were in an uproar。 Tables and chairs were overturned by the energy of men attempting to get to the scene of action。 The two combatants were quickly separated； sides were taken by the friends of each； excited explanations attempted and defied。