That was the first wind of the storm, and the rest wasn't long in coming. Somebody told me that Carmichael had been seen with one of Strauss's lieutenants going into a law office that did some of the big packer's work. It looked as though he were making a deal with the Strauss crowd. It seemed natural enough to me that Carmichael should do this, but I was sorry for what must come. Meantime, Mr. Dround was more assiduous at business than I had ever known him to be. He came early, and instead of driving over to his club for luncheon took a bite in his office, and put in the afternoons going into all departments of the business. In the end, the trouble came to a head in this way: in company with every large shipper at that period we made our bargain with the roads; no large firm and no railroad pretended to live up to the law in the matter of rates. The roads sold their transportation, as we sold ribs and lard--for the highest figure they could get. Before any considerable contract was entered into the thrifty shipper saw to his rate in advance. And some time later there came along from the railroad that got the business a check in the way of "adjustment." The senior member, in his new energy, discovered one of these rebates. He sent it back to the traffic manager of the road with a letter such as the roads were not in the habit of getting from their favored shippers. The second vice-president and general traffic manager of that line attended the same church the Drounds went to, and the president of the road, also, was one of Dround's friends. I wonder what they thought when their attention was called to this little matter! Carmichael told me what had happened with a wicked grin on his face. "Righteous man, Henry I. Dround, all right! D----n good business man, too," he commented. "What do you think is going to happen to this concern? He's chucked away the profits of that contract!" "You aren't planning to stay, John?" I remarked casually. He looked at me and laughed. "Do you want to come with me when I get out?" I smiled, but said nothing. There was no open row between Mr. Dround and the junior member of the firm this time. But a few weeks later Mr. Dround told me what I already knew--that he and Carmichael were about to part. I advised him bluntly to make it up with the Irishman if he could,--not to part with him at any cost. "For, Mr. Dround, you will find him fighting on the other side; Strauss will have him." He knew as well as I what that meant to his business, but he said with new determination:-- "Mr. Carmichael and I can never do business together again." Then he offered to take me into partnership on the same basis that Carmichael had. I suppose he expected me to jump at my chance, but the prospect was not altogether inviting.