the titan-第4章
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did not care to sail under any false colors so far as Addison was concerned。 He was too influential and well connected。 Besides； Cowperwood liked him too much。 Seeing that the man's leaning toward him was strong； in reality a fascination； he made an early morning call a day or two after he had returned from Fargo； whither he had gone at Mr。 Rambaud's suggestion； on his way back to Philadelphia； determined to volunteer a smooth presentation of his earlier misfortunes； and trust to Addison's interest to make him view the matter in a kindly light。 He told him the whole story of how he had been convicted of technical embezzlement in Philadelphia and had served out his term in the Eastern Penitentiary。 He also mentioned his divorce and his intention of marrying again。
Addison； who was the weaker man of the two and yet forceful in his own way； admired this courageous stand on Cowperwood's part。 It was a braver thing than he himself could or would have achieved。 It appealed to his sense of the dramatic。 Here was a man who apparently had been dragged down to the very bottom of things； his face forced in the mire； and now he was coming up again strong； hopeful； urgent。 The banker knew many highly respected men in Chicago whose early careers； as he was well aware； would not bear too close an inspection； but nothing was thought of that。 Some of them were in society； some not； but all of them were powerful。 Why should not Cowperwood be allowed to begin all over？ He looked at him steadily； at his eyes； at his stocky body； at his smooth； handsome； mustached face。 Then he held out his hand。
〃Mr。 Cowperwood；〃 he said； finally； trying to shape his words appropriately； 〃I needn't say that I am pleased with this interesting confession。 It appeals to me。 I'm glad you have made it to me。 You needn't say any more at any time。 I decided the day I saw you walking into that vestibule that you were an exceptional man； now I know it。 You needn't apologize to me。 I haven't lived in this world fifty years and more without having my eye…teeth cut。 You're welcome to the courtesies of this bank and of my house as long as you care to avail yourself of them。 We'll cut our cloth as circumstances dictate in the future。 I'd like to see you come to Chicago； solely because I like you personally。 If you decide to settle here I'm sure I can be of service to you and you to me。 Don't think anything more about it； I sha'n't ever say anything one way or another。 You have your own battle to fight； and I wish you luck。 You'll get all the aid from me I can honestly give you。 Just forget that you told me； and when you get your matrimonial affairs straightened out bring your wife out to see us。〃
With these things completed Cowperwood took the train back to Philadelphia。
〃Aileen；〃 he said； when these two met againshe had come to the train to meet him〃I think the West is the answer for us。 I went up to Fargo and looked around up there； but I don't believe we want to go that far。 There's nothing but prairie…grass and Indians out in that country。 How'd you like to live in a board shanty； Aileen；〃 he asked； banteringly； 〃with nothing but fried rattlesnakes and prairie…dogs for breakfast？ Do you think you could stand that？〃
〃Yes；〃 she replied； gaily； hugging his arm； for they had entered a closed carriage； 〃I could stand it if you could。 I'd go anywhere with you； Frank。 I'd get me a nice Indian dress with leather and beads all over it and a feather hat like they wear； and〃
〃There you go！ Certainly！ Pretty clothes first of all in a miner's shack。 That's the way。〃
〃You wouldn't love me long if I didn't put pretty clothes first；〃 she replied； spiritedly。 〃Oh； I'm so glad to get you back！〃
〃The trouble is；〃 he went on； 〃that that country up there isn't as promising as Chicago。 I think we're destined to live in Chicago。 I made an investment in Fargo； and we'll have to go up there from time to time； but we'll eventually locate in Chicago。 I don't want to go out there alone again。 It isn't pleasant for me。〃 He squeezed her hand。 〃If we can't arrange this thing at once I'll just have to introduce you as my wife for the present。〃
〃You haven't heard anything more from Mr。 Steger？〃 she put in。 She was thinking of Steger's efforts to get Mrs。 Cowperwood to grant him a divorce。
〃Not a word。〃
〃Isn't it too bad？〃 she sighed。
〃Well； don't grieve。 Things might be worse。〃
He was thinking of his days in the penitentiary； and so was she。 After commenting on the character of Chicago he decided with her that so soon as conditions permitted they would remove themselves to the Western city。
It would be pointless to do more than roughly sketch the period of three years during which the various changes which saw the complete elimination of Cowperwood from Philadelphia and his introduction into Chicago took place。 For a time there were merely journeys to and fro； at first more especially to Chicago； then to Fargo； where his transported secretary； Walter Whelpley； was managing under his direction the construction of Fargo business blocks； a short street…car line； and a fair…ground。 This interesting venture bore the title of the Fargo Construction and Transportation Company； of which Frank A。 Cowperwood was president。 His Philadelphia lawyer； Mr。 Harper Steger； was for the time being general master of contracts。
For another short period he might have been found living at the Tremont in Chicago； avoiding for the time being； because of Aileen's company； anything more than a nodding contact with the important men he had first met； while he looked quietly into the matter of a Chicago brokerage arrangementa partnership with some established broker who； without too much personal ambition； would bring him a knowledge of Chicago Stock Exchange affairs； personages； and Chicago ventures。 On one occasion he took Aileen with him to Fargo； where with a haughty； bored insouciance she surveyed the state of the growing city。
〃Oh； Frank！〃 she exclaimed； when she saw the plain； wooden； four…story hotel； the long； unpleasing business street； with its motley collection of frame and brick stores； the gaping stretches of houses； facing in most directions unpaved streets。 Aileen in her tailored spick…and…spanness； her self…conscious vigor； vanity； and tendency to over…ornament； was a strange contrast to the rugged self…effacement and indifference to personal charm which characterized most of the men and women of this new metropolis。 〃You didn't seriously think of coming out here to live； did you？〃
She was wondering where her chance for social exchange would come inher opportunity to shine。 Suppose her Frank were to be very rich； suppose he did make very much moneymuch more than he had ever had even in the pastwhat good would it do her here？ In Philadelphia； before his failure； before she had been suspected of the secret liaison with him； he had been beginning （at least） to entertain in a very pretentious way。 If she had been his wife then she might have stepped smartly into Philadelphia society。 Out here； good gracious！ She turned up her pretty nose in disgust。 〃What an awful place！〃 was her one comment at this most stirring of Western boom towns。
When it came to Chicago； however； and its swirling； increasing life； Aileen was much interested。 Between attending to many financial matters Cowperwood saw to it that she was not left alone。 He asked her to shop in the local stores and tell him about them； and this she did； driving around in an open carriage； attractively arrayed； a great brown hat emphasizing her pink…and…white complexion and red…gold hair。 On different afternoons of their stay he took her to drive over the principal streets。 When Aileen was permitted for the first time to see the spacious beauty and richness of Prairie Avenue； the North Shore Drive； Michigan Avenue； and the new mansions on Ashland Boulevard； set in their grassy spaces； the spirit； aspirations； hope； tang of the future Chicago began to work in her blood as it had in Cowperwood's。 All of these rich homes were so very new。 The great people of Chicago were all newly rich like themselves。 She forgot that as yet she was not Cowperwood's wife； she felt herself truly
