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Oppenheim, E. Phillips (Edward Phillips), 1866-1946

"The Profiteers"

As soon as this infernal business is done with, I am going
to pay a visit to my lawyers."
"For once," she said, with a faint smile, "you will take my good wishes
with you."
"You mean," he exclaimed, moving from his place and standing before her
with his hands in his pockets, "that you want to get rid of me, eh?"
She met his scowling gaze fearlessly.
"Of course I do. I don't think that any woman could have lived with you
as long as I have and not want to get rid of you. On the other hand, as
you know--as in your heart you know perfectly well," she went on, "I have
remained a faithful wife to you, and it is not my intention to have you
take advantage of a situation for which you were entirely responsible.
You will have to remember, Henry, that the reason for my leaving your
house in the middle of the night will scarcely help your case."
Dredlinton stood and glared at his wife, his eyes narrowing, his mean
little mouth curled.
"Josephine," he cried, "I don't care a damn about your leaving my house,
then or at any time, but the more I think of it, the stranger it seems to
me that this friend of yours, Wingate, should come to the office and
threaten me for my connection with the B. & I., and at the moment of
leaving offer to sell wheat. I am getting a little suspicious about your
friend, my lady.


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