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home. My wife's over here at the Cavanaghs', and I have to stop by to fetch her."
"Well, it's a good thing you dropped in, Senator, just when you did," began Mollenhauer, seating
himself after his guest. "Butler here has been telling me of a little political problem that has
arisen since I last saw you. I suppose you've heard that Chicago is burning?"
"Yes; Cavanagh was just telling me. It looks to be quite serious. I think the market will drop
heavily in the morning."
"I wouldn't be surprised myself," put in Mollenhauer, laconically.
"Here's the paper now," said Butler, as John, the servant, came in from the street bearing the
paper in his hand. Mollenhauer took it and spread it out before them. It was among the earliest
of the "extras" that were issued in this country, and contained a rather impressive spread of type
announcing that the conflagration in the lake city was growing hourly worse since its inception
the day before.
"Well, that is certainly dreadful," said Simpson. "I'm very sorry for Chicago. I have many friends
there. I shall hope to hear that it is not so bad as it seems."
The man had a rather grandiloquent manner which he never abandoned under any
circumstances.
"The matter that Butler was telling me about," continued Mollenhauer, "has something to do with
this in a way. You know the habit our city treasurers have of loaning out their money at two per
cent.?"
"Yes?" said Simpson, inquiringly.
"Well, Mr. Stener, it seems, has been loaning out a good deal of the city's money to this young
Cowperwood, in Third Street, who has been handling city loans."
"You don't say!" said Simpson, putting on an air of surprise. "Not much, I hope?" The Senator,
like Butler and Mollenhauer, was profiting greatly by cheap loans from the same source to
various designated city depositories.
"Well, it seems that Stener has loaned him as much as five hundred thousand dollars, and if by
any chance Cowperwood shouldn't be able to weather this storm, Stener is apt to be short that
amount, and that wouldn't look so good as a voting proposition to the people in November, do
you think? Cowperwood owes Mr. Butler here one hundred thousand dollars, and because of
that he came to see him to-night. He wanted Butler to see if something couldn't be done through
us to tide him over. If not"--he waved one hand suggestively--"well, he might fail."
Simpson fingered his strange, wide mouth with his delicate hand. "What have they been doing
with the five hundred thousand dollars?" he asked.
"Oh, the boys must make a little somethin' on the side," said Butler, cheerfully. "I think they've
been buyin' up street-railways, for one thing." He stuck his thumbs in the armholes of his vest.
Both Mollenhauer and Simpson smiled wan smiles.
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