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d by anything that might happen； yet she could not be sure。
Butler led the way； planting his big feet solemnly on the steps as he went up。 Aileen followed with a single glance at herself in the tall pier…mirror which stood in the hall； realizing at once how charming she looked and how uncertain she was feeling about what was to follow。 What could her father want？ It made the color leave her cheeks for the moment； as she thought what he might want。
Butler strolled into his stuffy room and sat down in the big leather chair； disproportioned to everything else in the chamber； but which； nevertheless； accompanied his desk。 Before him； against the light； was the visitor's chair； in which he liked to have those sit whose faces he was anxious to study。 When Aileen entered he motioned her to it； which was also ominous to her； and said； 〃Sit down there。〃
She took the seat； not knowing what to make of his procedure。 On the instant her promise to Cowperwood to deny everything； whatever happened； came back to her。 If her father was about to attack her on that score； he would get no satisfaction； she thought。 She owed it to Frank。 Her pretty face strengthened and hardened on the instant。 Her small； white teeth set themselves in two even rows； and her father saw quite plainly that she was consciously bracing herself for an attack of some kind。 He feared by this that she was guilty； and he was all the more distressed； ashamed； outraged； made wholly unhappy。 He fumbled in the left…hand pocket of his coat and drew forth from among the various papers the fatal communication so cheap in its physical texture。 His big fingers fumbled almost tremulously as he fished the letter…sheet out of the small envelope and unfolded it without saying a word。 Aileen watched his face and his hands； wondering what it could be that he had here。 He handed the paper over； small in his big fist； and said； 〃Read that。〃
Aileen took it； and for a second was relieved to be able to lower her eyes to the paper。 Her relief vanished in a second； when she realized how in a moment she would have to raise them again and look him in the face。
DEAR SIRThis is to warn you that your daughter Aileen is running around with a man that she shouldn't； Frank A。 Cowperwood； the banker。 If you don't believe it； watch the house at 931 North Tenth Street。 Then you can see for yourself。
In spite of herself the color fled from her cheeks instantly； only to come back in a hot； defiant wave。
〃Why； what a lie！〃 she said； lifting her eyes to her father's。 〃To think that any one should write such a thing of me！ How dare they！ I think it's a shame！〃
Old Butler looked at her narrowly； solemnly。 He was not deceived to any extent by her bravado。 If she were really innocent； he knew she would have jumped to her feet in her defiant way。 Protest would have been written all over her。 As it was； she only stared haughtily。 He read through her eager defiance to the guilty truth。
〃How do ye know； daughter； that I haven't had the house watched？〃 he said； quizzically。 〃How do ye know that ye haven't been seen goin' in there？〃
Only Aileen's solemn promise to her lover could have saved her from this subtle thrust。 As it was； she paled nervously； but she saw Frank Cowperwood； solemn and distinguished； asking her what she would say if she were caught。
〃It's a lie！〃 she said； catching her breath。 〃I wasn't at any house at that number； and no one saw me going in there。 How can you ask me that； father？〃
In spite of his mixed feelings of uncertainty and yet unshakable belief that his daughter was guilty； he could not help admiring her courageshe was so defiant； as she sat there； so set in her determination to lie and thus defend herself。 Her beauty helped her in his mood； raised her in his esteem。 After all； what could you do with a woman of this kind？ She was not a ten…year…old girl any more； as in a way he sometimes continued to fancy her。
〃Ye oughtn't to say that if it isn't true； Aileen；〃 he said。 〃Ye oughtn't to lie。 It's against your faith。 Why would anybody write a letter like that if it wasn't so？〃
〃But it's not so；〃 insisted Aileen； pretending anger and outraged feeling； 〃and I don't think you have any right to sit there and say that to me。 I haven't been there； and I'm not running around with Mr。 Cowperwood。 Why； I hardly know the man except in a social way。〃
Butler shook his head solemnly。
〃It's a great blow to me； daughter。 It's a great blow to me；〃 he said。 〃I'm willing to take your word if ye say so； but I can't help thinkin' what a sad thing it would be if ye were lyin' to me。 I haven't had the house watched。 I only got this this mornin'。 And what's written here may not be so。 I hope it isn't。 But we'll not say any more about that now。 If there is anythin' in it； and ye haven't gone too far yet to save yourself； I want ye to think of your mother and your sister and your brothers； and be a good girl。 Think of the church ye was raised in； and the name we've got to stand up for in the world。 Why； if ye were doin' anything wrong； and the people of Philadelphy got a hold of it； the city； big as it is； wouldn't be big enough to hold us。 Your brothers have got a reputation to make； their work to do here。 You and your sister want to get married sometime。 How could ye expect to look the world in the face and do anythin' at all if ye are doin' what this letter says ye are； and it was told about ye？〃
The old man's voice was thick with a strange； sad； alien emotion。 He did not want to believe that his daughter was guilty； even though he knew she was。 He did not want to face what he considered in his vigorous； religious way to be his duty； that of reproaching her sternly。 There were some fathers who would have turned her out； he fancied。 There were others who might possibly kill Cowperwood after a subtle investigation。 That course was not for him。 If vengeance he was to have； it must be through politics and finance he must drive him out。 But as for doing anything desperate in connection with Aileen； he could not think of it。
〃Oh； father；〃 returned Aileen； with considerable histrionic ability in her assumption of pettishness； 〃how can you talk like this when you know I'm not guilty？ When I tell you so？〃
The old Irishman saw through her make…believe with profound sadnessthe feeling that one of his dearest hopes had been shattered。 He had expected so much of her socially and matrimonially。 Why； any one of a dozen remarkable young men might have married her； and she would have had lovely children to comfort him in his old age。
〃Well； we'll not talk any more about it now； daughter；〃 he said； wearily。 〃Ye've been so much to me during all these years that I can scarcely belave anythin' wrong of ye。 I don't want to； God knows。 Ye're a grown woman； though； now； and if ye are doin' anythin' wrong I don't suppose I could do so much to stop ye。 I might turn ye out； of course； as many a father would； but I wouldn't like to do anythin' like that。 But if ye are doin' anythin' wrong〃 and he put up his hand to stop a proposed protest on the part of Aileen〃remember； I'm certain to find it out in the long run； and Philadelphy won't be big enough to hold me and the man that's done this thing to me。 I'll get him；〃 he said； getting up dramatically。 〃I'll get him； and when I do〃 He turned a livid face to the wall； and Aileen saw clearly that Cowperwood； in addition to any other troubles which might beset him； had her father to deal with。 Was this why Frank had looked so sternly at her the night before？
〃Why； your mother would die of a broken heart if she thought there was anybody could say the least word against ye；〃 pursued Butler； in a shaken voice。 〃This man has a familya wife and children； Ye oughtn't to want to do anythin' to hurt them。 They'll have trouble enough； if I'm not mistakenfacin' what's comin' to them in the future；〃 and Butler's jaw hardened just a little。 〃Ye're a beautiful girl。 Ye're young。 Ye have money。 There's dozens of young men'd be proud to make ye their wife。 Whatever ye may be thinkin' or doin'； don't throw away your life。 Don't destroy your immortal soul。 Don't break my heart entirely。〃
Aileen； not ungenerousfool of mingled affection and passion could now have cried。 She pitied her father from her heart； but her allegiance was to Cowperwood； her loyalty unshaken。 She wanted to say something； to protest much more； but she knew that it was useless。 Her father knew that she was lying。
〃Well； there's no use of my saying anything more； father；〃 she said； getting up。 The light of day was fading in the windows。 The downstairs door closed with a light slam； indicating that one of the boys had come in。 Her proposed trip to the library was now without interest to her。 〃You won't believe me； anyhow。 I tell you； though； that I'm innocent just the same。〃
Butler lifted his big； brown hand to command silence。 She saw that this shameful relationship； as far as her father was concerned； had been made quite clear； and that this trying conference was now at an end。 She turned and walked shamefacedly out。 He waited until he heard her steps fading into faint nothings down the