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If she died without medical attendance, the coroner would have to give a permit for removal. Died shortly after Dr. Surtaine's arrival in spite of his efforts to revive her; that's it!" "Just about how it happened," said Dr. Surtaine gratefully. "For publication. Now give me the real facts under that overcoat of yours." Dr.
A bit of a fanatic, too. But an A1 man all right. Get the composing-room," he directed through the telephone, "and ask Mr. Veltman to come to Mr. Surtaine's office." As the printer entered, Hal was struck again with his physical beauty. "Did you want to see me?" he asked, looking at the "new boss" with somber eyes. "Tell Mr. Surtaine about the newspapers and the Store Federation, Max," said Ellis.
"Not a bit of it. No more than just, Boyee. So let the thanks go." "All right, sir. But you know how I feel about it." "I guess I know just about how you and I feel toward each other on anything that comes up between us, Boyee." There was a grave gentleness in Dr. Surtaine's tone. "Well, there are the papers," he added, more briskly. "I haven't put all your eggs in one basket, you see."
Obviously the new boss understood little of his progenitor's extensive business interests. "Might as well know sooner as later," decided Ellis, aloud. "It's the Neverfail Company of Cincinnati that we got turned down on." "What is the Neverfail Company?" "One of Dr. Surtaine's alia one of the names he does business under. Every other paper in town gets their copy. We don't. Hence the roast."
Pierce, Dad?" "Hm! Ah er well, Boyee, as for that, that's another tail on a cat. In a business way, I meant." "In a business way he's trying to be a pretty efficient enemy of mine. How would you like it if he undertook to interfere with Certina?" By perceptible inches Dr. Surtaine's chest rounded in slow expansion. "Legislatures and government bureaus have tried that.
And if Miss Elliot's influence is going to be on my side, I'm glad to play it off against Dr. Surtaine's." "Look here, Ellis, I don't like this association of my niece's name with young Surtaine." "All right. I'll drop it, if you object. Maybe I'm wrong. I don't know Miss Elliot, anyway.
Surtaine's head, and stalking across to Hal's desk, slapped down his proofs on it with a violence that jarred the whole structure. "You run that," he snarled, "or I'll hire the biggest hall in Worthington and tell the whole town what I've just been telling you." His face, furrowed and threatening, was thrust down close to Hal's.
Pierce's friends, dependents, employees, associates wrote in, denouncing the "Clarion," canceling subscriptions, withdrawing advertisements. Pierce's club, the Huron, compelled the abandonment of Mr. Harrington Surtaine's candidacy. Pierce's clergyman bewailed the low and vindictive tone of modern journalism.
But he never let him have anything to do with the Ellersleys that was Mrs. Surtaine's name. All the family are dead now." "Well, there must be some good in the old boy," admitted Willard. "But I don't happen to like him. I do like the boy. Blood does tell, Jinny. But if he's really as much of an Ellersley as he looks, there's a bitter enlightenment before him when he comes to see Dr.
Harrington Surtaine's standards had been not only absorbed: they had been magnified and clarified by minds more expert than his own. Subconsciously, Denton felt that his employer was back of him, must be back of him in any question of professional honor. "What I've got to say, I've said in writing." "Show it to me." The insolence of the command was quite unconscious. The reporter turned to Hal.
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