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By HENRY RUSSELL
Copyright 1910. by Bobba Mar
"I'm not infallible," Bob returno1
calmly. "And they ployed this hand
better than the last one."
Paul nodded "Yes. But why, in
heaven's name, did they pick out Ilnr
land? Flo's a good man and inde
pendent They can't control him
"Yes. he's ail that. And he'll make a
good run. which Is more to the point.
He's the only man in the city who
stands a chance against us."
"But where do they come In between
Bob shrugged his shoulders. "Any
port in a storm. They prefer to take
their chances with him rather than
Paul sprang to his feet and began
to pace the floor nervously. "They'll
use him to break you. and then they'll
break him. They are relentless—and
patient, it's un invincible combina
tion. Good God. Bob. what an eue
my you are lighting! You're a big
man, but you're a pygmy beside them
You've won out so far, but that is be
cause they haven't really taken yon
seriously. But now you've taught
them what you are. and they are de
termined to crush you."
He sat down again dejectedly. "Do
you know. I've a terrible presentiment
that we're going to lose this time."
"Do you mean that you don't care
to belp me out in this fight?"
Paul strode to Bob's side and placed
Us hand affectionately on the latter's
"Of course not. old man. I'm with
you In this scrimmage and In every
other you ever go into, but while we
•re working out our plans here In the
state can't 1 have the c-bance to work
out mine in a separate field where 1
can act for myself and In my own
way? Bob. if you're elected—and of
•ourse you will be in spite of my pre
sentiment—why can't I take Gerwig's
place on the ticket this fall and go to
Bob shook his head.
"Why not?" Paul demanded petu
"In the first place. I have promised
Oerwlg. In the second**—
"Yon can get Gerwig to step aside."
"I can," Bob said quietly, "but it's a
role of mine to keep my word In such
cases. In the second place, it will
•lean six years wasted. Here: have a
rigar. Now sit down and we'll discuss
this thing rationally." Paul lighted
his cigar and sat down, putting nei
"You go to congress—what happens?
You'll find yourself shunted off to one
side, a bushel basket clapped'over your
head, bound, muzzled 1 can imagine
no sadder fate tor you than to be muz
Paul laughed "We can agree on
that anyhow Go ou
"It's worse even than that. Even the
machine congressman lias no real pow
er. He must take liis orders just as
our legislator must lake orders from
the state boss There aren't a half
dozen men in both houses who hold
even a shadow of power, and they
have that only as agents for those
back of them if you're content with
being a figurehead, with having only
the appearance ot influence, go ahead
to congress and nonentity Bui you
must pay the price.'' He paused,
•Go on." Paul exclaimed impatient
ly. "The price"
"The only thins in the world worth
"Real power—I?" Paul laughed al
most bitterly "What power have I?
How do people think of me? What
have 1 been? One of your many un
derlings. your puppet"
"Stop!" Bob was so near to anger
that Paul was startled. "That's
enough of this old woman's chatter
You've been listeaing to had counsel.
You'd be a miserable weakling if jwu
didn't possess influence after thp
chances you have had. The trouble
with you is that things have come so
easily you don't realize their value.
What power have you? You've been
in the legislature four years, and
you're the only legislator In a genera
tlon who has marie himself a force to
be reckoned with If you want to
know what power you have go over
to the other side nnd beat me!"
The petulant discontent on Paul's
face gave way to amazed, incredulous
delight and pride "You mean?" he
"1 mean." Bob answered quietly,
•that without the support you would
draw from me I probably couldn't
"That means." Paul exclaimed, "that
yon. Bob McAdoo are in my hands,
to timli!' or to lirc t: ."
Paul Kp t» Bis ft-et with a pa«
si«« t* geMiu."e. ''Km. al ter all. I
have pov. only because you tin re
it tfi nit '.-iovt' !t In yonn
We wiil two it Mother. Bob You've
been fr Sine. trU-wl than 1 realized
Bin I realize it now. and I ahan?t for
"All right/' Hob said, shifting un
Corifoi) ibty under ihl? demonstration.
"Then yva'piyv up this, congress fool
"Of course You're risrfat- aw itsuai.
Ms years ago couldn't hare given
it up. Then the appearance of impor
tance was enough. But that is ended.
The superficial sensationalist Is dead
and burled forever 1 hope. Now I
want to be a real man, an original
Bob turned from him to look out or
the window. "If I hadn't thought it
was in you I shouldn't have taken you
up," he said gruffly. Then he wheeled
sharply on Paul "But, Is what you
say true? Is the sensationalist put
Paul flushed painfully "Ah! You
have sounded me truly—as truly as
man can who Is himself genuine an I
Clear as crystal But this time it is
true. 1 tell you It must be true I
have a reason you don't know."
"Oh, yes." Bob answered. "I know
your reason If you're not careful that
woman will marry you
"If only she could be persuaded to
do It. How did you guess?"
"A blind man can read it. You have
alt the symptoms of a man sickening
"fan I AM THE MOST A1UH0T OP SLA
ly, asininely in love. But don't do it
Paul You say you want to be a real
man. Be a whole man too. Don't
Paul laughed tolerantly. "Not ac
cept supreme happiness? Why not?"
"Why not?" Bob exclaimed strongly
"Why not cut your life in two? Why
not waste your strength on several ob
jectives instead of concentrating it on
«no? Why not become a slave to the
whims and needs of a wife and fam
"Then." cried Paul, "1 am the most
abject of slaves."
"You are. and to a woman who"—
And Bob. wondering, paused. For
the man before him be saw. not Paul
Paul. the tempestuous, the dramatic,
the somewhat florid but a strauger. a
momentarily inflexible, forceful man
who spoke quietly without rhetorical
flourish and commandingly.
"Bob." the stranger said simply, "you
and I have never quarreled, and I owe
you too much to quarrel with you now
But even you must say nothing harsh
about Mrs Gilbert. I know what she
is, a woman who has suffered There
isn't a thing in her history to shame
her. And a man finds it hard to talk
of such things to another, but I iove
her, and if she will have me 1 shall
marry her. Please realize that I'm in
earnest in this. I think we'd better
not discuss it any more." He quietly
left the office.
"She shan't have you," Bob muttered
EN Eleanor Sanger
married she was a bright,
rather highly strung and de
cidedl.v spoiled girl of nine
Marriage proved a bitter awak
Six months, revealing to her
both in their owu intimate relations
and in what she learned of his other
life the weak sensuality of her bus
band, sufficed to transform her into a
cold, self contained woman of an acid
ulous cynicism startling in one of her
years It was the weakness of the
man more than his immorality that
repelled her She herself came of an
active, sturdy stock whose virility and
power of resistance bad not been de
stroyed by generations of self indul
gence. Her experience discovered to
her the existence of inherited ideals
heretofore dormant in her In the ap
parent Impossibility of seeing those
ideals realized in her own life She was
becoming bitter and reckless when the
Incubus on her life was suddenly re
moved, two years after her marriage,
by the pistol of a jealous Viennese.
When her uncle reached her he
found a stony eyed, icy woman who
laughed bitterly at his proffered sym
pathy. but acquiesced indifferently in
whatever he proposed.
Then he atoned in part for his un
wise guidance of her youth. The man
agement ot his great business interests
be placed in rtie competent hands of
Henry Hanger, Jr.. Eleanor's brother
and devoted uimseli entirely to her
For three years they traveled as"her I
Whim# dictated .Mr Santrer. an.vlous I
ly watching, saw the natural resilien
ey ot youth gradually breaking down
her hardness ot spirit. Kellisft ahe re
mained. as was the logical result of a
lack of definite purpose in life other
than to amuse herself and to forget.
Then Mr Sanger died, leaving the
bulk of his fortune to Henrv Sanger.
frmw. j:i mi.
This curtailment of her Inheritance
was at her request A quia* year In
Germany, spent studying anisic, fol
lowed, and then she returned to the
Steel City to play her part in the mak
ing of Robert McAdoo.
Late in the afternoon, the day of
Bob's talk with, Paul concerning her.
Mrs. Gilbert sat before a luxurious log
Are in her own particular den. In a
box by her side was an armful of roses,
which she was arranging In a huge
glass bowl When the roses were be
stowed to hei satisfaction she reread
the note that had accompanied them,
smiling at some sentiment expressed
by the writer.
"You poor, romantic boy!" she said
aloud "One expects every minute that
your conversation and letters will
break into blank verse. I wish—I don't
know what I wish," she concluded re
sentfully. "But, whatever it is. it's
fairly certain that 1 can't have It. Just
as I thought I had achieved content I
meet two men absolutely out of my
sphere, and the one stirs up the old.
uncertain longings, which he can't sat
isfy. and the other stirs up the old
wicked recklessness that I had thought
dead forever." She sighed impatiently.
A half hour later she stood by the
window, her eyes mechanically follow
lng the figure of a man walking up the
street. When the pedestrian came to
the Sanger entrance be turned In and
walked with swift, decided steps to
ward the house. Then Eleanor recog
"Oh!" she gasped In astonishment
and with a hint of dismay in her voice.
She hastily left the window. There
was a knock at the door, and the but
"Mr McAdoo to see you. madam."
"Show Mr. McAdoo Into the library.
Thomas." she replied after a moment's
hesitation "And I shall not be at
home the rest of the afternoon."
Why had Bob come to 3ee Mrs Gil
bert? Bob himself was trying to an
swer the same ipiestion Blindly lie
felt that one of his possessions was
threatened and that he must fight with
a woman for supremacy over Paul
The portieres were parted, and she
stood before him Bob realized resent
fully that here was a very beautiful
woman, far more beautiful than either
Kathleen Plinn or Mrs. Dunmeade. the
only women of finer type he knew
For the fraction of a second while she
paused on the threshold there was the
same fencing of glances with which
they bad met in the theater- the adver
sarles' salute—then her eyes softened
to an amused gleam. While Bob atood
still she went over to him.
"I've been trying to decide wheth
er this is a pleasant or unpleasant sur
prise." she smiled quizzically. "Which
is it?" She held out her hand.
Bob looked at the outstretched hand
and shook bis head coldly. The band
was at once returned to her side
"You persist In the hostile attitude?"
"Why not? Let us have no false
pretenses 1 dislike you: you dislike
me. If we stick to that It will sim
"How do you know I don't like you?"
The amused gleam her eyes deep
"God forbid' he ejaculated Involun
tarily "But. lie added grimly,
"there's no danger.'
"Don't be too sure of that" she
warned him in gay malice. "You know
nothing wins a woman's liking so
quickly as resistance. If you're not
careful I may end by liking you. That
would be a terrible predicament—it
we're to be enemies
"Yes. for you." she flashed back.
"Because then should have to make
you like me But don't be nervous
1 shan't try. You re more interesting
"I am relieved She noted with sur
prise that his ironical bow was easy
and not ungraceful
"There have been men who feared
to displease me. Mr. McAdoo."
"I've no doubt there are such men
And Bob's tone did not convey a high
tribute to the class "But 1 don't bap
pen to be one of them."
"Nor am I afraid of you. Mr Mc
Adoo.' she countered "1 was for one
moment that diiy in the theater. You
startled me. Having caught me"
"Having caught you in a contemp
tible act. he interrupted quietly
"Trying to cast doubt upon the sincer
ity of a man who was a total stranger
The amused gleam died out of her
eyes She flushed angrily.
"I have a constitutional antipathy
for men of your type. Mr McAdoo."
"People don't do that sort of thing
merely because of constitutional an
tipathy. I had done nothing to harm
you. You had nothing to gain by at
tacking my motives—of which you
could know nothing—or by making
Paul Remington discontented with bis
advancement, as you have persisted in
doing since The women I know don't
do that sort of thing Even men of
my sort, whom yon despise" there
was a trace of bitterness in these last
words-'"would call it contemptible"
"You ar" right," she said quietly
"It was contemptible, and I have been
ashamed of myself ever since *yas
ashamed when you caught me at it I
had no right to do .it. no excuse I
An UA'ly_Kiieof twisted hfa rnmiib ns
he replied "Tt'r. c-jsy enomr.h lool'i
gize. but what good Is it after the mis
chief Is done?"
expected you«to be .-.-ne"1
she answered Ills sneer in,ivery
Yon didn't cOuiij
here mer'ely to convict me
honorable rtct, 1 suppose?"
"Hardly I'm* a busy, man «*np
posp I cftine to make
"What is the request, or Js it
force. The man who would he tir
Mrs. Gilbert must own and con to
himself absolutely. For Paul Remitu
ton's greater, true happiness I
"But what about me?"
"He is nothing to you."
"As you mean it, no—just now. Btr
for the future, why not? You nevei
can tell. Mr. Remington is talented
He is magnetic. 1 like him better than
I like most men. It Is quite possible
that I shall In time develop a deeper
Interest in him. And. besides. Mi
McAdoo. your opposition gives him a
new value. Did you forget to consiu
er when you came to ask me to seno
him away what about my happiuess?
She concluded her question with a
"Mrs. Gilbert, your happiness did
not does not. enter Into my calcuia
tions at all."
Winter's early dusk was falling out
side, leaving only the firelight to light
the room. She was very beautiful as
the soft glow fell upon her face.
"We're a good deal alike, you and l.
You have taken everything you want.
I've been given everything except the
things that count most. We're both
very selfish You make the excuse
that you have to be selfish to realize
your ambitions. I have the excuse
that life hasn't treated me very kind
ly. and neither excuse Is valid. I sus
pect You're not a slave to conscience
and I—well. I'm afraid I'll never let
conscience stand between me and bap
plness. You have few friends. I've
had plenty to admire me because I'm
not bad to look at and can turn a wit
ty phrase occasionally. But none has
ever cared for me because none saw
in me those womanly qualities which
are so much finer than beauty or wit.
Paul Remington seems to All both our
wants. He is your one friend. He
cares for me because he thinks 1 pos
aeaa qualities 1 don't posseaa, but
which he—be makes we want to ac
quire. I'm not In love with him, but
Fd like to be. He aeema my only
hope of escape from becoming the
most pitiable of creatures—a loneij
cynical, selfish, loveless woman. 1
wonder why 1 tell you this?" Sht
leaned forward abruptly. "What art
we going to do about it?"
"That is what 1 came to find out."
"No you came to tell me what I
must do. You put the issue squarely.
One of us must retire in the other's
favor. That amounts to a challenge,
doesn't itV It's too bad we have tliii
dislike to contend with. Your uatural
state is fighting, and 1 suppose you
don't mind one fight more. But I
don't want to fight for my happiness
or possible happiness, especially when
I run the risk of losing it altogether
We both run that risk. Don't you
think"—there was the faintest twinkle
in her eyes—"don't you think it would
be wise, don't you think it would be
good politics, to ignore our dislike and
share the spoils?"
"No. I think 1 should have done
better to let you die in the mills."
"I don't understand why"
For an instant the luxurious, firelit
library faded away from her sight
She stood amid the grime and roar of
the mills. She felt herself caught ip
an iron grasp which dragged her to
ward death. Then a strong hand seiz
ed her, and she stood before a hot eyed
"Is it possible? Yes. you are the man
who saved me in the mills. It is hard
to realize. He was an uncouth, un
grammatical young ruffian, as 1 re
member, while you—you are an educat
ed"- She hesitated.
"An educated ruffian." be concluded
She regarded him with a new respect,
a respect which Bob, remembering the
girl who bad flouted him as of a lower
order of creation, resented.
"I'm no more than I was then. I
have more, but I am no more."
A detail of the scone in the mills re
curred to her "Ah! 1 remember that
I forgot to thank you for saving my
life. Tliat was very ungrateful. 1
suppose 1 should do so now It really
was very good of you
"You needn't thank -me. Besides."
be added grimly, "if was unintentional.
I assure you—purely an impulse."
She laughed uncertainly. "But sure
ly you can't 'expect me.to remain at
swords' points with the man who
saved my life?"
His face hardened "Then keep out
of my way
"You mean it." sh^ Ktiid in a curious
ly regretful Kine "Thai is part of
means to us You are relentless!
pose." she hpfcert slowly, "Suppose 1
send hint away, would you
He looked at her steadily for a inin
ute before be answered, 8he saw Mi"
line of bis lips become thinner and tv
muscles of bis jaw tighten "T ici
Paul Remington go
"It seems." she replied mocking I
"that Mr McAdoo In spite of bis boast
ed friendship cares nothing for tin prideful belief in bis self sufficiency
happiness of his friend."
"You won't understand." he said
last slowly, "when 1 explain it ou They both rose, Mrs. Gilbert facing
right when you say I care nothing t.
lug my life aa a favor to your
Bob, hesitated. Alter all. It waa the
easiest solution, and sometimes con
cession is victory. And she was very
beautifal. very alluring, so far out of
hie reach. With an effort be recalled
his resentmeut against her and the old
him with a laugh in her eyes,
his happiness at least what you uie.ni "So be It." she said pleasantly. "I
by the word You don't meun happ must accept your hostility. You pay
ness. Mrs Gilbert. You mean to giu* me a fine compliment, Mr. McAdoo.
the appetite, to yield to the mating The truth Is you're jealous—jealous as
stinct. to follow the lines of least r- a schoolgirl. Mr McAdoo. And afraid
sistance. Only the very strong tvi of me. I can be a very dangerous
afford happiness as you mean it enemy—if 1 choose. If I should choose
weak man that sort of happiness mean to accept your c)|allenge and to take
crippling his natural force, ensiani t: away from you your dearest posses
hlmself to outside influences. There i- alon—your happiness, Mr. McAdoo—
only one true napplness— the content you would be helpless to prevent it
that comes from being a real, origina. Yon have- no weapons to fight me.
And you know it. Else why are you
here today?" She laughed.
"I wish to God." he cried bitterly, "I
had let you die in the mills!"
Smiling, she watched him turn and
leave her Then she sat down before
the Are', looking into Its flames with
amused eyes The gleam of amuse
ment faded into reflectiveness, reflec
tiveness into wistfulness. She sighed.
•TE in the evening a few days aft
er bis call on Mrs. Gilbert Bob
returned home from a hard
day's work. The election was
only a month away, and the campaign
was in full swing. There had been
little in the reports to annoy him. His
organization was Intact, working like
the well oiled machine it was. Re
ports from the enemy's camp gave fur
ther cause for satisfaction. The inde
pendent Democratic candidate was not
baking the headway expected. Yet
Bob went home disturbed in mind.
The day had been passed among men
Who were devoting their time and en
•Vgy in his interest But through all
their conferences be had been con
ations of an unaccustomed, oppressive
•anse of loneliness, and be bal not
•sen Remington since their interview
In his office
When he entered the house he saw
Kathleen sitting In the library sewing.
0he looked up with a bright smile as
he hesitated before the door.
"May 1 come In?" he queried as
though not quite sure of bis welcome.
"Since when this timidity?" she
laughed. "Of course, come in. I was
Joat thinking about you. Mother was
bewailing today that we don't see
much of you now the campaign has
WoUi" he looked at his watch, "If
It. won't make you slsepy, Pll let you
administer your company for half an
"You speak as though my company
were bad medicine!"
But before he could answer the door
bell rang. He frowned.
"1 had forgotten," he exclaimed re
gretfully. "I have an appointment
with Sanger at 10."
Kathleen gathered up her sewing and
arose He looked at her doubtfully.
"If you don't mind, 1 wish you'd stay.
It may be just as well to have a third
"But Mr. Sanger may not like it."
ahe objected hesitatingly.
"Mr. Sanger may like it or not," Boo
observed carelessly. "Sit down."
He went to the door himself and let
8anger in. A minute later the two
men entered the library. Kathleen
saw tall man in evening dress, who
bore himself with an air of quiet con
"Miss Flinn," Bob introduced him,
"this is Mr. Sanger. He's my immedi
ate enemy just now."
Sanger bowed genially and laughed.
"A very friendly enemy Just at pres
"I am very glad to meet one of our
enemies—especially if he be friendly,"
she smiled. "Won't you sit down, Mr.
you. 1 reirjfj.iber ,yoq saifl the this state at considerable expense
to me that n}gUt -in. the mills. 'Kesjr to ourselves. In return we had the
out of «ny- ay It explains your Ijftv' right to demand protection for our in
doesn't if? You tave: gone sto-vdlly. terests. Mur-hell. however, has of
relentlessly forward, brushing aside late proved very ungrateful. He ha*
every ore who stood in your way paused midc-r the iniluer.ee of -Tohit
And how that I scein to interfere with Dutimeiitle, Ruiiineadtt, Mr, McAdo
your, plans you are quite capable of jB a dangerous man. an titter radical,
Sanger looked inquiringly at Katb-
"Miss Flinn will be present" Bob
answered the look, "at my request."
Sanger reclined comfortably in his
chair and placed his hands together,
finger tip accurately meeting finger tip.
"Circumsances of which I am per
the victim." be began, "make it
ry for me to take an active
part for the future in our local and
"Haven't you already been somewhat
Sanger waved his band carelessly,
•tentatively, tentatively only, Mr.
McAdoo. Hereafter 1 propose to be
more active and to better effect. 1
hope. Certain ventures in which 1
am interested, individually and in con
nection with other large investors of
our state, make this imperative. Un
fortunately in the present campaign I
find myself compelled to oppose your
election. 1 regret it exceedingly, and
frankly, I'm here to propose that we
Work in harmony in the future."
"That comes rather late."
"Please don't refuse until you have
heard me out. Allow me to explain
our position. For several years cer
tain gentlemen, all large investors,
have kept William Murehell in power
Cemington an iuii^rfii-tlrahle dreader, a ntftn of
either. thm£litj of v^iat It 8ochtlifili temletu-ies.•'•v£Jls influence:
in our politics is a menace to in!i
S viduai .-property rights.' My dislike
a Mfk of asstltode tm sav
Dunmeade is ouiv oolltical. Jits wife
"No! You owe me nothing, and I a new governor, legislature and Unit
want no favors from you."
contribute liberally to your campaign
"As liberally as you have already
contributed to Harland's fund?"
"You are well informed," Sangei
said, his face betraying surprise.
"It's my business to be well in
Sanger eyed Bob narrowly before
continuing. "That proves the propri
ety of my next suggestion. We will
put you in Murchell's place as state
leader." Kathleen started, her work
"Upon the condition, of course, that
you will secure us the protection and
legislation we, desire," Sanger coutin
ued. "And as a guarantee of our good
faith we will consent to your friend
Remington as next governor."
"Consent? I thought you were to
make me boss."
"Of course we should have to be con
sulted in all important nominations."
"Then you don't propose to give me
the free hand you gave Murehell?"
"Frankly, no. We can't take that
risk again with any man."
"No, Mr. Sanger," Bob answered
coolly, "you're not frank. You have
told me nothing I didn't know or sus
pect. You personally were responsible
for the nomination of Harland with the
one intention of breaking me. But you
don't believe he will be elected. And
that's why you come to me. Your of
fer isn't honestly made, Mr. Sanger."
"My dear sir," Sanger protested ear
nestly. "the word of a gentleman"
"The word of you gentlemen ol
finance," Bob interrupted, with a sneer,
"la worth just what it has to be
"You are unjust." Sanger answered
with unruffled serenity, "but I'll not
argue that. The last two years have
cost you more than $200,000. Four
years more would see you bankrupt.
"There is, of course." Sanger con
tinued significantly, "your friend Rem
ington to he considered. If 1 may
Judge from appearances he 1b exceed
lngly anxious to marry my sister. I
can't answer for her—that is, absolute
ly. But it isn't impossible that she
ahould come to share his feeling. Of
course I couldn't be expected tq ap
prove of,a match with one who is try
lng to injure me."
Kathleen saw Bob's face light up
queerly "Like you, 1 don't allow per
sonal considerations to Interfere with
business policy," he sahl impassively.
"Think it over. The matter doesn't
require immediate adjustment."
Bob rose to end the interview. "1
can give you our auswer now." he
said-coldly. .Then he saw Kathleen
looking up lilui eagerly, proudly.
His tht:e relaxed in a whimsical smile.
"What shall we say. Kathleen?".
"Will yoti let me answer for you?"
Bob nodded Kathleen looked at
him long ttud searchingly Then she
arose and turned to Sanger, who also
was on his feeL
1 aytett aer«r J»w'
personal considerations to Influence
business policy. We are determined
that Murehell and Dunmeade must go
out of politics completely,"
"Humph! How are you going to do
danger smiled confidently. "We shall
find the means. Two years from now
ed States senator must be elected.
They must be absolutely independent
of Murehell and Dunmeade."
"But not Independent of youf
"Precisely. Which brings me to
faur case. Permit me to say, Mr. Mc
Adoo. 1 have a deep admiration for
you. You have a remarkable genius
lor politics. You can be very useful
and we can be very useful to
you. If you are elected, which is by
no means assured, the city organiza
tion will be absolutely under your con
trol With this city and our share of
the country districts and Adelphla.
which you must admit we already
control, we are certain of setting
Murehell and Cousin Dunmeade aside.
1 suggest," he concluded, "that yoo
come in with us."
"Purely out of philanthropic belief
In the sanctity of individual property
rights, I suppose?"
"Not at all. We don't demand dis
interested motives. In fftct, we should
suspect the sincerity of such motives
If alleged. We expect to make it worth
yoar while. We will, to begin with.