Douglass heard Hugh ask, eagerly, "Is he here?"

"Yes, he is waiting for you." A moment later she re-entered, followed

closely by Westervelt. "Herr Westervelt, let me introduce Mr. George

Douglass, author of _Alessandra_, _Lillian's Duty_, and _Enid's

Choice_."

For an instant Westervelt's face was a confused, lumpy mass of amazement

and resentment; then he capitulated, quick to know on which side his

bread was buttered, and, flinging out a fat hand, he roared:

"Very good joke. Ha! ha! You have fooled me completely. Mr. Douglass, I

congratulate you. You have now given Helen Merival the best part she has

ever had. You found we were right, eh?"

Douglass remained a little stiff. "Yes, for the present we'll say you

are right; but the time is coming--"

Hugh came forward with less of enthusiasm, but his wall of reserve was

melting. "I'm mighty glad to know that you wrote _Alessandra_, Douglass.

It is worthy of Sardou, and it will win back every dollar we've lost in

the other plays."

"That's what I wrote it for," said Douglass, sombrely.

Westervelt had no further scruples--no reservations. "Well, now, as to

terms and date of production. Let's get to business."

Helen interposed. "No more of that for to-day. Mr. Douglass is tired and

needs recreation. Leave business till to-morrow. Come, let us go to

mother; she is anxious to see you--and you are to breakfast with us in

the good old spirit."

It was sweet to sit with them again on the old footing--to be released

from his load of guilty responsibility. To face the shining table, the

dear old mother--and Helen! Something indefinably domestic and tender

came from her hesitating speech and shone in her liquid, beaming eyes.

The room swam in vivid sunshine, and seemed thus to typify the toiler's

escape from poverty and defeat.

"Don't expect me to talk," he said, slowly, strangely. "I'm too dazed,

too happy to think clearly. I can't believe it. I have lived two months

in a horrible nightmare; but now that the business men, the practical

ones, say you are to be saved by me, I must believe it. I would be

perfectly happy if only I had won the success on my own lines without

compromise."

"Put that aside," she commanded, softly. "The fuller success will come.

We have that to work towards."

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