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He thinks of that white-faced wife of his dragging herself round among the kids and dying by inches for lack of what money can buy her. I tell you I don't blame him. It's the fellows putting the temptation up to him that ought to be strung up." "I see that hound Pelton's mighty active in it. He's got it in for Ridgway since Waring threw him down, and he's plugging night and day for Warner.
The man in the Literate smock nodded and hurried out. Cardon dialed William R. Lancedale's private number. When Lancedale's thin, intense face appeared on the screen, he reported swiftly. "The way I estimate it," he finished, "Latterman put Bayne up to making a pass at the girl, after having thrown out Pelton's nitrocaine bulbs.
"Claire, you have some way of keeping a running count of the number of customers in and out of the store, haven't you?" Prestonby asked. "Why, yes; here." She pointed to an indicator on Chester Pelton's desk, where constantly changing numbers danced. "And don't you have a continuous check on sales, too? How do they jibe?" "They don't; look.
Cardon put the disk in his pocket recorder and set it for play-back, putting the plug in his ear. After a while, he shut it off and took out the ear plug. "That's bad! What are we going to do about it?" Lancedale shrugged. "What are you going to do?" he countered. "You're Pelton's campaign manager Heaven pity him." Cardon thought for a moment. "We'll play it for laughs," he decided.
Furthermore, a new crew of Literates, with their novices, guards, et cetera, is being sent at once to your store. Obviously, neither the Fraternities, nor Pelton's, nor the public, would be benefitted by returning Literate Bayne or any of his crew; he has been given another assignment." "Thank you. And when can we expect this new crew of Literates?" Prestonby asked.
They weren't Radical-Socialist party people; they were from the Political Action Committee of the Consolidated Illiterates Organization, and their slogan was simpler and more to the point than Chester Pelton's the only good Literate is a dead Literate. He tensed himself and challenged them directly. "Joe; Horace. How about you? Satisfied the Pelton girl isn't a Literate, now?"
"You've earned it, all right." Lancedale poured Cardon's coffee and passed him the cigar humidor. "How's Pelton's attitude toward the Consolidated Illiterates' Organization, now?" Cardon, having picked up the Italian stiletto to puncture his cigar, looked at it carefully to make sure that it really had no edge, and then drew it quickly across his throat. "Just like that.
O'Reilly can only cover me for a short while, and I have to be getting to this victory party of Pelton's " Lancedale rose and shook hands with him. "I can't tell you, too many times, what a fine job you did, Frank," he said. "I hope ... no, knowing you, I'm positive ... that you'll be able to engineer a reconciliation between Pelton and his son and daughter and young Prestonby.
Thus, it speaks well for the public trust in Chester Pelton's known integrity and sincerity that so many of our people are willing to agree to his program for socialized Literacy. They feel that he can be trusted, and, violently as I disagree with him, I can only say that that trust is not misplaced. "Of course, there is also the question, so often raised by Mr.
Lancedale says, a private monopoly like ours is bad, but a government monopoly is intolerable, and the only way the public can get rid of it would be by becoming Literates, themselves." She glanced toward the door of Pelton's private rest room. "Poor Senator!" she said softly.
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