you need. You offer your daughter, as security for the loan; he accepts the collateral! That is the exact situation, isn't it?"
"I suppose it is about that, although you put it rather brutally," he replied.
"Brutally!" she laughed. "Why, dad, is not that the way to put it? Horses and cattle are bought and sold at auction, knocked down to the highest bidder, or purchased at a private sale. The stocks and bonds and securities in which you deal are handled in precisely the same way. And now, when you are in an extremity, when your back is to the wall, a man whom I had always supposed to be at least a gentleman calmly makes a bid for your daughter, and you, my father, are willing to sell! Is not brutality the fitting word for you both? It seems so to me."
"Look here, Pat--"
"Stop, father; let me finish."
The old man shrugged his shoulders, and the daughter continued:
"It is a habit with people to say, 'If I were in your place I should' do so-and-so. I tell you, had I bee