``Yes--you do care,'' said Hastings sharply. ``You've got to
have your money, because that's your foundation-- what you're
built on. And I'm going to train you. This here strike's a good
time to begin.''

After a long silence she said: ``Yes, money's what I'm built on.

I might as well recognize the truth and act accordingly. I want
you to teach me, father.''

``I've got to educate you so as, when you get control, you won't
go and do fool sentimental things like some women--and some men
that warn't trained practically-- men like that Davy Hull you
think so well of. Things that'd do no good and 'd make you
smaller and weaker.''

``I understand,'' said the girl. ``About this strike-- WHY won't
you give the men shorter hours and better pay?''

``Because the company can't afford it. As things are now,
there's only enough left for a three per cent dividend after the
interest on the bonds is paid.''

She had read in the New Day that by a series of tricks the
``traction ring'' had quadrupled the bonded indebtedness of the
roads and multiplied the stock by six, and had pocketed the
proceeds of the steal; that three per cent on the enormously
inflated capital was in fact eighteen per cent on the actual
stock value; that seven per cent on the bonds was in fact twenty-
eight per cent on the actual bonded indebtedness; that this