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Hamilton Burton with his following looms too large. Left to his own devices, he may outgrow control." Meegan studied his cigar with attentively knit brows before he inquired: "Does Burton assume such proportions in Coal and Ore as to suggest turning the balance of control? Is that what you mean?" "Not yet." Malone drew from his pocket a small note-book and consulted its pages.
"On the day after tomorrow," he reminded them, "the stock-holders' meeting of Coal and Ore is held. By use of the cumulative system of balloting we can concentrate our fire on Burton." "Do you gather," questioned Meegan anxiously, "that our fears of a Burton raid are founded in fact?" The elder chief spread before his associates several sheets of closely written paper.
"He came into my office one day only a few years ago," answered the chief baron. "Twice I refused to see him, but he meant to see me and he did. More than that, he fascinated me. I knew that I was talking with a genius and a man of dauntless mind. Such minds I can use. I used his." Meegan knocked the ash from his cigar and laughed. "Burton has a certain hypnotic quality of address," he conceded.
"To consider a method for clipping Burton's claws," he announced with decisive brevity. "Why not let sleeping dogs lie?" The inquiry came thoughtfully from Meegan of the Cosmopolitan Bank. Malone's voice rang like steel on flint. "Gentlemen, this man is a charlatan. As his power grows his menace increases. Consolidated has never brooked disobedience nor insolence.
"On the contrary, I gather that Burton has not selected this time for his coup. I fancy we have forestalled him." "Yet," suggested Meegan anxiously, "we want to feel sure." Malone nodded. "Unless several men whom we trust prove traitors, we may feel sure. Gentlemen, I think we have soon enough, but none too soon, safeguarded ourselves against piracy.
Meegan gave the response without hesitation, and no one contradicted him. "That," asserted Malone, "was the wild scheme which Hamilton Burton brought to me as his letter of introduction. I found no flaw in his plan aside from its stupendous audacity. You ask me why I put him in a position of power. He rode in on his own usefulness led by his intrinsic self-faith."
On once asking an Irish peasant, why he sent his children to a schoolmaster who was notoriously addicted to spirituous liquors, rather than to a man of sober habits who taught in the same neighborhood, "Why do I send them to Mat Meegan, is it?" he replied "and do you think, sir," said he, "that I'd send them to that dry-headed dunce, Mr.
His ruddy face became pallid and he lifted one hand with a bewildered gesture to his brow. Harrison and Meegan sprang with a common impulse to his side. As they helped him to a chair, his step was unsteady. "It will pass," Malone assured them. "It is an attack of indigestion." Yet within the half-hour his powerful frame was being racked by convulsions and two hours later specialists at St.
Time brings changes, doesn't it?" It was the first flash of self-revelation she had given him. But after that Paul Burton saw Marcia Terroll more than occasionally, and admitted to himself an interest which he did not seek to analyze. J.J. Malone returned from the opera that evening for a consultation in his study with Harrison and Meegan.
Jefferson Edwardes had hurried out with a feeling of renewed strength. It was to him as though a promise of hope had been vouchsafed in a moment of despair. At Malone's office, he met Harrison, Meegan and several others. The old lion of the Street himself was slamming down the telephone as the newcomer entered.
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