"Why should we talk about it now?"

"Because it suggests my death?"

"No, no, father. I--"

"You need not say it. I understand. It's enough. You feel that my
money was not honestly made. Well, we won't discuss it. I'll not
offer it to you again."

"It won't make any difference, dad. I love you. I don't love your
money."

"Or the way I earned it. Some day, my boy, you'll learn that very
few make money by dealing squarely with their fellow men. It's not
the custom. My methods were a little broader than common, that's
all. I now notify you that I intend to leave all I have to sweet
charity. I earned most of my ill-gotten wealth in New York and
Chicago, and I'm going to give it back to these cities. Charity
will take anything that is offered, but it doesn't always give in
return."

At the expiration of the time allotted to the visitor, Graydon took
his departure.

"Graydon, ask her to think kindly of me if she can."

"I'll come down again, father before I go East."