ABSTRACT
Nearly five years had passed since Eugene Murdock had seen his son. Each contract for a subway extension had been followed by another, but with new hordes of predatory wolves ready to attack the choice carcasses he had staked out for himself, Murdock had been unable to leave his post. He had to be in constant communication with the New York front. Then too, bewildering thoughts about Perry plagued him so that he couldn’t quite make up his mind what attitude to take towards his son. Should he censure him for this morass of idealism into which he had sunk? Perhaps laugh him out of it? And while he pondered on the wisest course to take, the years had passed. But now Perry was coming back, and the new life together would begin. Perhaps the boy had outgrown it.
