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sponsibilitles. Sometimes he and the
girl had lunch together, usually after
pay day. Their companionship had
come to mean a good deal to them.
Molly was not an educated girl, but
she had that simplicity and charm
that are the fruits of a sweet and hap
py nature. The first time John in
vited her to his mother's apartment
to tea on a Sunday afternoon Mrs.
Barrett knew that the die was cast
"John, dear," she said that night,
looking at him searchingly. "Is
she ?" and she could get no fur
ther, but cried on his shoulder.
They loved with all the frankness
of 21. They knew that they would
always mean everything to each oth
er. John asked Molly to marry him.
She refused. And when they had
talked things over John saw it in the
"Your mother talks about you all
the time," said the girl. "She couldn't
support herself on that little income.
It makes it impossible for the present,
"She could live with us."
Molly shook her head. She was
wise enough to know the impracticar
bility of that suggestion.
"But I shall get on with the firm.
In a few years I shall be getting $35,"
And then Molly expounded the sit
uation to him as impassively as if she
were discussing an abstract proposi
tion. She had steeled herself to this
on that night when she had decided
that she must give up John forever.
And it was that uncanny coldness
that engraved the truth on' John's
If he married her he must give up
- forever his hopes of becoming a doc
tor. It meant all John's future. It
, meant his mother's happiness. And
, she would not sacrifice John to their
"In five years," he urged. "Wait
for me, Molly. Only wait Promise
Molly shook her head and then, her
, calmness deserting her, burst into
passionate tears. She sobbed as if
her heart was broken.
John put the situation up. to a
friend as an abstract proposition.
"I should advise you I mean the
man you are telling me of to see his
lawyer," he said. "It is often possi
ble to anticipate a legacy, and if your
mother's annuity does not cease with
her death the reversion would have a
certain cash value at present That
is my advice. See your lawyer!"
John got cold comfort from his
lawyer. "Come back in six months,"
was all he would say. "I'll see what
I can do then."
And for six dreary months John
waited. He saw Molly each day, but
she passed him now with only a cold
little bow. There was worse to come.
One day, at the end of the six months,
the president called John into his of
fice. "We have been hard hit by the
financial depression,' Barrett," he
said. "I am sorry, but we are laying
off all the men we can do without,
,and naturally we are keeping our old
John understood. He conjured up
his last smile and left the office.
Molly had promised to meet him
the following Sunday to say good-by.
On the Saturday afternoon John
went to his lawyer, flaming with in
dignation. He demanded a plain
answer to the proposition he had sug
gested six months before.
"John," said the lawyer, placing a
hand on either shoulder of the young
man, "your father has been dead just
a year yesterday."
"I know " John interposed.
"John, there was a clause in his
will, known to your mother but not
to you. He wanted you to become a
man to gain knowledge of life. You
were to leave college in the event of
his death while you were there and
take a position. If, after a year, you
were, in my opinion, worthy of it,
you were to receive entire control of
his fortune of $12,000,000."
"What!" gasped John.