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The vice-president, being of those who regain equanimity in exact proportion as an opponent loses it, chuckled grimly; was still chuckling when an interrupting tap came at the locked door. Blount got up and turned the latch to admit an office-boy wearing the uniform of the railroad headquarters. McVickar," said the messenger; and at a gesture from the senator he crossed the room to deliver it.
Kittredge held his peace. Being designed by nature for a heavy-weight ring-fighter, there were times when he felt like taking off his coat to the vice-president. "Well?" prompted McVickar, when Kittredge remained obstinately silent. "If I knew what sort of a deal you have made with the senator " "That cuts no figure. But let it go. What's young Blount doing?" "He's out of it, good and plenty.
"You are side-stepping again, Dick, and that won't go any longer. You've got to fish or cut bait, and do one or the other pretty soon." "I'd cut the bait all right, if I were Mr. McVickar, Evan. I'd fire you so blamed far that you wouldn't be able to find your way back in a month of Sundays." Blount tapped his pocket. "As long as I have these documents, Mr. McVickar doesn't dare to fire me.
"I know," said Blount, whose mind was beginning to cloud again. "But there are so many other mysteries. We'll say that my father honestly wanted me to stand for the candidacy. But right in the midst of things he conspires with Mr. McVickar to put me into my present unspeakable dilemma." Her smile was gently reproachful. "It is my poor opinion, Evan, that you don't half appreciate your father.
McVickar dragged a chair over to one of the windows commanding a view of the busy street, and dropping solidly into it, like a man bracing himself for a fight, began abruptly: "I suppose we may as well cut out the preliminaries and come to the point at once, Blount. Ackerton wired me that you had definitely announced your son as a candidate for the attorney-generalship. Have you?"
"Who were 'the powers that be' in Hathaway's case, Dick?" he inquired. "I can't tell you that; honestly, I can't, Evan," was the anxious refusal. "Don't ask me." "All right; then I shall assume that Mr. McVickar was responsible," said Blount calmly, thus proving that he had not taken his degree in the law school for nothing. "Oh, hold on!
Though he figured only as the first vice-president of the Transcontinental Company, Hardwick McVickar was really the active head of its affairs and the dictator of its policies.
"Did you find out anything more?" she asked, without looking up from the tiny embroidery frame which was her leisure-filling companion at home or elsewhere. "Not enough to hurt anything. McVickar has fixed things to suit himself.
I said to myself this: Now, here's McVickar; if he could have a good, clean-cut young man in this State representing his railroad a man who not only knew his way around in a court-room, but who might also know how to plead his client's case before the public if McVickar could have such a young fellow as that for his corporation counsel, and would agree to make his railroad company live somewhere within shouting distance of such a young fellow's ideals, we might all be persuaded to bury the hatchet and live together in peace and amity."
You covered that up with a laugh, so that I might take it as a joke if I happened to be too thin-skinned to take it in disreputable earnest. Let us understand each other; we are fighting squarely in the open in this campaign; publicity is the word I have Mr. McVickar for my authority.
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