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"Gentlemen," he said, "Mr. McIntyre has been kind enough to convince me that in this matter you are absolutely right and the Peter Carhart interests absolutely wrong. As far as I am concerned you can keep your ranches to the rest of your days."
Carhart, at the Gideon Wells place?" continued the voice at the other end. "Yes; I think so," replied Mr. Prescott. "The book must be delivered within the hour," continued the voice, "as Mrs. Carhart is going on a journey and wishes the book to read while on the train." "I will deliver the book within fifteen minutes," Mr. Prescott promised. "At the Gideon Wells place, did you say?
"So," he said abruptly "I'm going to give you an outside job that'll take about a month." Samuel didn't argue. He rather liked the idea and he made up his mind that, whatever it was, he would put it through just as Carhart wanted it. That was his employer's greatest hobby, and the men around him were as dumb under direct orders as infantry subalterns.
Adelle often heard the architect and the head contractor deplore the conditions of the labor market and the poor quality of work to be got out of the men at ruinous wages. She had also heard her neighbors, Carter Pound and Nelson Carhart, speak feelingly about the "foreign riff-raff" they had to employ on their estates. No workman had a conscience these days, they said.
He thought that the "tyranny of labor" was altogether unsupportable, that this country was fast sinking into the horrors of "socialism," and capital was already winging its way in fear to other safer refuges. Adelle had heard all this many times not only from Major Pound and Nelson Carhart, but from George Pointer and the other men she saw.
I didn't know that it had a tenant." "Mrs. Carhart has taken the place for the summer. I will rely upon you to deliver the book immediately. Thank you; good-bye." "I suppose you have an appointment with the crowd, Dick," smiled his father, as he hung up the receiver.
I bet I could pick out half a dozen men right in them chairs who could run the ship as well as he does. Maybe we'll have to take charge, after all don't you think so, Mr. Bonner?" The Texan smiled grimly: "I'll let you do the picking, Mr. Carhart " and with his hand on the Actor's arm, the two went below. A counter-current now swept through the ship.
He was associated with old Peter Carhart, who was in those days a national figure. Carhart's physique was like a rough model for a statue of Hercules, and his record was just as solid a pile made for the pure joy of it, without cheap extortion or shady scandal. He had been a great friend of Samuel's father, but he watched the son for six years before taking him into his own office.
Heaven knows how many things he controlled at that time mines, railroads, banks, whole cities. Samuel was very close to him, knew his likes and dislikes, his prejudices, weaknesses and many strengths. One day Carhart sent for Samuel and, closing the door of his inner office, offered him a chair and a cigar. "Everything 0. K., Samuel?" he asked. "Why, yes."
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