When she learned how things were she would probably
acquiesce.
"The best thing that I can do under the circumstances," he said, after a
time, "would be to see Aileen in two or three days, and ask her what she
wishes to do. I can explain the matter to her, and if she wants to go
back, she can. I will promise to tell her anything that you say."
"Two or three days!" exclaimed Butler, irritably. "Two or three
fiddlesticks! She must come home to-night. Her mother doesn't know she's
left the place yet. To-night is the time! I'll go and fetch her meself
to-night."
"No, that won't do," said Cowperwood. "I shall have to go myself. If you
wish to wait here I will see what can be done, and let you know."
"Very well," grunted Butler, who was now walking up and down with his
hands behind his back. "But for Heaven's sake be quick about it. There's
no time to lose." He was thinking of Mrs. Butler. Cowperwood called the
servant, ordered his runabout, and told George to see that his private
office was not disturbed. Then, as Butler strolled to and fro in this,
to him, objectionable room, Cowperwood drove rapidly away.
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