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Some the Demon Rum betrayed into his hands. Others he won by sheer personal persuasiveness, for he was a master of the suave plea. Again, political favors or "inside information" made those his debtors from whom he exacted and extracted the honor of their names for Dr. Surtaine's upholding. Blackmail, even, was hinted at. "What does it matter?" thought the deluded or oppressed victim.
Surtaine had generously offered to subscribe ten thousand dollars to the fund. Douglas took pride in nominating that Midas of Medicine, Dr. Surtaine. Wales, of Dr. Surtaine's church, sonorously seconded the nomination. So did Hollis Myers, of the Security Power Products Company. So, a trifle grumpily, did Elias M. Pierce. Also Col.
Allowing the alleged facts to be true, are we to hold a citizen of Dr. Surtaine's standing and repute responsible for the death of a woman caused by her own immorality? The woman whose death Mr. Hale has turned to such oratorical account was, I take it, a prostitute " "That is a damned lie!" Hal Surtaine came down the aisle in long strides, speaking as he came.
Harrington Surtaine's first error lay in expecting to find the editorial staff of a morning newspaper on duty in the early forenoon. So much a sweeper, emerging from a pile of dust, communicated to him across a railing, further volunteering that three o'clock would be a well-chosen hour for return, as the boss would be less pressed upon by engagements then, perhaps, than at other hours.
Now, if I can get a good rate from you, it's a go." "Mr. Shearson, the advertising manager, is your man. I don't know anything about advertising rates." "Then you'd best get busy and learn," cried Dr. Surtaine. "I'm learning other things." "For instance?" "What news is and isn't." "Look here, Boyee." Dr. Surtaine's voice was surcharged with a disappointed earnestness. "Put yourself right on this.
"Still worrying about Dr. Surtaine's influence over the paper?" asked the city editor, after Hal's departure. "Yes," said Ellis. "Don't." "Why not?" "Did you happen to notice about the prettiest thing that ever used eyes for weapons, in the hall?" "Something of that description." "Let me present you, in advance, to Miss Esmé Elliot, the new boss of our new boss," said Wayne, with a flourish.
They're so afraid of the Socialist movement that they daren't even admit it's alive." "Not at all!" Dr. Surtaine's rotund bass boomed out the denial. "There are some movements that it's wisest to disregard. They'll die of themselves. Socialism is a destructive force. Why should the papers help spread it by noticing it in their columns?"
Also there was considerable incidental criticism of its editor, as an ingrate, for publishing the article on Milly Neal's death which reflected so severely upon Dr. Surtaine. As the paper had been bought with Dr. Surtaine's hard cash, the least Hal could have done, in decency, was to refrain from "roasting" the source of the money. Such was the general opinion.
"Thank you," said the stranger in a dry voice. "You're the prodigal son of whom we've heard such glowing forecast, I presume." "Well met, Mr. Pierce," called Dr. Surtaine's jovial voice. "Yes, that's my son, Harrington, you're hanging to. Hal, this is Mr. Elias M. Pierce, one of the men who run Worthington." Releasing his burden Hal acknowledged the introduction.
"Yes: it's terrible, isn't it!" mocked the girl. "What are you going to do about it? It's up to you." "Up to me?" queried the Doctor, bracing himself for what was coming. "Don't you promise, with your Relief Pills to get women out of trouble?" Dr. Surtaine's breath came a little easier. Perhaps she was not going to force the issue upon him by mentioning Hal.
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