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My political belief； my ideals； compel me to veto this bill； when I forsake these I am done politically with myself。 I may not be elected governor again； but that does not matter； either。 I could use your money； but I won't。 I shall have to bid you good morning。〃
He moved toward the safe； slowly； opened it； took out the bag and brought it over。
〃You must take that with you；〃 he added。
The two men looked at each other a moment curiously； sadlythe one with a burden of financial； political； and moral worry on his spirit； the other with an unconquerable determination not to be worsted even in defeat。
〃Governor；〃 concluded Cowperwood； in the most genial； contented； undisturbed voice； 〃you will live to see another legislature pass and another governor sign some such bill。 It will not be done this session； apparently； but it will be done。 I am not through； because my case is right and fair。 Just the same； after you have vetoed the bill； come and see me； and I will loan you that one hundred thousand if you want it。〃
Cowperwood went out。 Swanson vetoed the bill。 It is on record that subsequently he borrowed one hundred thousand dollars from Cowperwood to stay him from ruin。
Chapter LVI
The Ordeal of Berenice
At the news that Swanson had refused to sign the bill and that the legislature lacked sufficient courage to pass it over his veto both Schryhart and Hand literally rubbed their hands in comfortable satisfaction。
〃Well； Hosmer；〃 said Schryhart the next day； when they met at their favorite clubthe Union League〃it looks as though we were making some little progress； after all； doesn't it？ Our friend didn't succeed in turning that little trick； did he？〃
He beamed almost ecstatically upon his solid companion。
〃Not this time。 I wonder what move he will decide to make next。〃
〃I don't see very well what it can be。 He knows now that he can't get his franchises without a compromise that will eat into his profits； and if that happens he can't sell his Union Traction stock。 This legislative scheme of his must have cost him all of three hundred thousand dollars； and what has he to show for it？ The new legislature； unless I'm greatly mistaken； will be afraid to touch anything in connection with him。 It's hardly likely that any of the Springfield politicians will want to draw the fire of the newspapers again。〃
Schryhart felt very powerful； imposingsleek； indeednow that his theory of newspaper publicity as a cure was apparently beginning to work。 Hand； more saturnine； more responsive to the uncertainty of things mundanethe shifty undercurrents that are perpetually sapping and mining belowwas agreeable； but not sure。 Perhaps so。
In regard to his Eastern life during this interlude； Cowperwood had been becoming more and more keenly alive to the futility of the attempt to effect a social rescue for Aileen。 〃What was the use？〃 he often asked himself； as he contemplated her movements； thoughts； plans； as contrasted with the natural efficiency； taste； grace； and subtlety of a woman like Berenice。 He felt that the latter could； if she would； smooth over in an adroit way all the silly social antagonisms which were now afflicting him。 It was a woman's game； he frequently told himself； and would never be adjusted till he had the woman。
Simultaneously Aileen； looking at the situation from her own point of view and nonplussed by the ineffectiveness of mere wealth when not combined with a certain social something which she did not appear to have； was； nevertheless； unwilling to surrender her dream。 What was it； she asked herself over and over； that made this great difference between women and women？ The question contained its own answer； but she did not know that。 She was still good…lookingveryand an adept in self…ornamentation； after her manner and taste。 So great had been the newspaper palaver regarding the arrival of a new multimillionaire from the West and the palace he was erecting that even tradesmen； clerks； and hall…boys knew of her。 Almost invariably； when called upon to state her name in such quarters； she was greeted by a slight start of recognition； a swift glance of examination； whispers； even open comment。 That was something。 Yet how much more； and how different were those rarefied reaches of social supremacy to which popular repute bears scarcely any relationship at all。 How different； indeed？ From what Cowperwood had said in Chicago she had fancied that when they took up their formal abode in New York he would make an attempt to straighten out his life somewhat； to modify the number of his indifferent amours and to present an illusion of solidarity and unity。 Yet； now that they had actually arrived； she noticed that he was more concerned with his heightened political and financial complications in Illinois and with his art…collection than he was with what might happen to be going on in the new home or what could be made to happen there。 As in the days of old； she was constantly puzzled by his persistent evenings out and his sudden appearances and disappearances。 Yet； determine as she might； rage secretly or openly as she would； she could not cure herself of the infection of Cowperwood； the lure that surrounded and substantiated a mind and spirit far greater than any other she had ever known。 Neither honor； virtue； consistent charity； nor sympathy was there； but only a gay； foamy； unterrified sufficiency and a creative； constructive sense of beauty that； like sunlit spray； glowing with all the irradiative glories of the morning； danced and fled； spun driftwise over a heavy sea of circumstance。 Life； however dark and somber； could never apparently cloud his soul。 Brooding and idling in the wonder palace of his construction； Aileen could see what he was like。 The silver fountain in the court of orchids； the peach…like glow of the pink marble chamber； with its birds and flowers； the serried brilliance of his amazing art…collections were all like him； were really the color of his soul。 To think that after all she was not the one to bind him to subjection； to hold him by golden yet steely threads of fancy to the hem of her garment！ To think that he should no longer walk； a slave of his desire； behind the chariot of her spiritual and physical superiority。 Yet she could not give up。
By this time Cowperwood had managed through infinite tact and a stoic disregard of his own aches and pains to re…establish at least a temporary working arrangement with the Carter household。 To Mrs。 Carter he was still a Heaven…sent son of light。 Actually in a mournful way she pleaded for Cowperwood； vouching for his disinterestedness and long…standing generosity。 Berenice； on the other hand； was swept between her craving for a great state for herselfluxury； powerand her desire to conform to the current ethics and morals of life。 Cowperwood was married； and because of his attitude of affection for her his money was tainted。 She had long speculated on his relation to Aileen； the basis of their differences； had often wondered why neither she nor her mother had ever been introduced。 What type of woman was the second Mrs。 Cowperwood？ Beyond generalities Cowperwood had never mentioned her。 Berenice actually thought to seek her out in some inconspicuous way； but； as it chanced； one night her curiosity was rewarded without effort。 She was at the opera with friends； and her escort nudged her arm。
〃Have you noticed Box 9the lady in white satin with the green lace shawl？〃
〃Yes。〃 Berenice raised her glasses。
〃Mrs。 Frank Algernon Cowperwood； the wife of the Chicago millionaire。 They have just built that house at 68th Street。 He has part lease of number 9； I believe。〃
Berenice almost started； but retained her composure； giving merely an indifferent glance。 A little while after； she adjusted her glasses carefully and studied Mrs。 Cowperwood。 She noted curiously that Aileen's hair was somewhat the color of her ownmore carroty red。 She studied her eyes； which were slightly ringed； her smooth cheeks and full mouth； thickened somewhat by drinking and dissipation。 Aileen was good…looking； she thoughthandsome in a material way； though so much older than herself。 Was it merely age that was alienating Cowperwood； or was it some deep…seated intellectual difference？ Obviously Mrs。 Cowperwood was well over fortya fact which did not give Berenice any sense of satisfaction or of advantage。 She really did not care enough。 It did occur to her； however； that this woman whom she was observing had probably given the best years of her life to Cowperwoodthe brilliant years of her girlhood。 And now he was tired of her！ There were small carefully powdered lines at the tails of Aileen's eyes and at the corners of her mouth。 At the same time she seemed preternaturally gay； kittenish； spoiled。 With her were two menone a well…known actor； sinisterly handsome； a man with a brutal； unclean reputation； the other a young social pretenderboth unknown to Berenice。 Her knowledge was to come from her escort； a loquacious youth； more or less versed； as it happened； in the gay life of the city。
〃I hear that she is creating quite a stir in Bohemia；〃 he observed。 〃If she expects to enter society it's a poor way to