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How was the Governor, Trulease?" he asked suddenly. "Tractable?" "Behaved like a lamb, although he insisted upon going through with his little humbug," I said. Mr. Watling laughed. "They always do," he observed, "and waste a lot of valuable time. You'll find some light cigars in the corner, Hugh." I sat down beside him and we spent the morning going over the details of the Ribblevale suit, Mr.
He had spent a large part of his business life, I knew, in building up the Ribblevale, and now it was to be wrested from him; he was to be set aside, perhaps forced to start all over again when old age was coming on! In vain I accused myself of sentimentality, and summoned all my arguments to prove that in commerce efficiency must be the only test. The image of Mr. Pugh would not down.
Tom, who was lounging by the fire, shifted his position uneasily. I smiled, and took another cigar. "I believe Ralph is right, Perry, when he calls you a sentimentalist. For you there's a tragedy behind every ordinary business transaction. The Ribblevale people are having a hard time to keep their heads above water, and immediately you smell conspiracy.
Theodore Watling had once said to me that the man who can best keep his own counsel is the best counsel for other men to keep. I did not go about boasting of the part I had played in originating the now famous Bill No. 709, the passage of which had brought about the capitulation of the Ribblevale Steel Company to our clients. But Ralph Hambleton knew of it, of course.
The Judiciary Committee of the august body did indeed condescend to give hearings, at which the Ribblevale lawyers exhausted their energy and ingenuity without result with only two dissenting votes the bill was calmly passed. In vain was the Governor besieged, entreated, threatened, it was said; Mr.
"I don't know. But someone told him that it originated in our office, and that we were going to use it in our suit against the Ribblevale." I related the circumstances of my running across Krebs, speaking of having known him at Harvard. Colonel Varney uttered an oath, and strode across to the window, where he stood looking down into the street from between the lace curtains.
Just as soon as this is introduced we'll have Gates and Armstrong down here they're the Ribblevale attorneys, aren't they? I thought so, and the best legal talent they can hire. And they'll round up all the disgruntled fellows, you know, that ain't friendly to the Railroad. We've got to do it quick, Mr. Paret. Gorse gave you a letter to the Governor, didn't he?" "Yes," I said. "Well, come along.
Many of these had allowed themselves to be won over or cowed by the oratory which had crushed Krebs. Nor did the Ribblevale people be it recorded scruple to fight fire with fire. Their existence, of course, was at stake, and there was no public to appeal to.
I'll pass the word around among the boys, just to let 'em know what to expect." His eyes glittered again. "I've been following this Ribblevale business," he added, "and I understand Leonard Dickinson's all ready to reorganize that company, when the time comes. He ought to let me in for a little, on the ground floor." I did not venture to make any promises for Mr. Dickinson.
Another thought intruded itself, that of Mr. Pugh, the president of the Ribblevale Company. My father had known him, and some years before I had traveled halfway across the state in his company; his kindliness had impressed me.
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