course I have to raise money in other ways. I have that 
one hundred thousand dollars of yours on deposit. Is 
it likely that you'll want that right away ?" 
"It may be," said Butler. 
"It's just as likely that I'll need it so badly that I can't 
give it up without seriously injuring myself," added 
Cowperwood. " That's just one of a lot of things. If 
you and Senator Simpson and Mr. Mollenhauer were to 
get together—you're the largest holders of street-railway 
stocks—and were to see Mr. Drexel and Mr. Cooke, you 
could fix things so that matters would be considerably 
easier. I will be all right if my loans are not called, and 
my loans will not be called if the market does not slump 
too heavily. If it does, all my securities are depreciated, 
and I can't hold out." 
Old Butler got up. "This is serious business," he said. 
" I wish you'd never gone in with Stener in that way. 
It's bad business. Still, I'll do what I can. I can't 
promise much. I'm not the only one that has a hand in 
things in this town." He was thinking it was right de- 
cent of Cowperwood to forewarn him this way in regard 
to his own affairs and the city election, even though he 
was saving his own neck by so doing. He meant to do 
what he could. 
" I don't suppose you could keep this matter of Stener 
and the city treasury quiet for a day or two until I see how 
I come out?" suggested Cowperwood, warily. 
" I can't promise that," replied Butler. " I'll have to 
do the best I can. I won't lave it go any further than I 
can help—you can depend on that." He was thinking 
how the effect of Stener 's crime could be overcome if 
Cowperwood failed. 
" Owen!" 
He stepped to the door, and, opening it, called down 
over the banister. 
"Yes, father." 
"Have Dan hitch up the light buggy and bring it