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Ditmar's experiences with the opposite sex had been on a property basis.
When she had gone he began to talk to Janet about the folly, in general, of prohibition, the fuse oil distributed on the sly. "I'll bet I could go out and find half a dozen rum shops within a mile of here!" he declared. Janet did not doubt it. Ditmar's aplomb, his faculty of getting what he wanted, had amused and distracted her.
Henceforth from all warmth and love she was banished.... In the middle of the Stanley Street bridge she stopped to lean against the wet rail; the mill lights were scattered, dancing points of fire over the invisible swift waters, and she raised her eyes presently to the lights themselves, seeking one unconsciously Ditmar's!
Ditmar's own attitude, likewise irreproachable.... A rather anaemic young woman, a Miss Annie James, was hired for Janet's old place. In spite of this aloofness and alertness, for the first time in her life Janet felt the exuberance of being in touch with affairs of import.
"Mebbe it's more." His upper lip was blue, shaven, prehensile. "What did you ask him for, when you know?" said Janet, mirthfully, when they had gone on, and Ditmar was imitating him. Ditmar's reply was to wink at her. Presently they saw another figure on the road. "Let's see what he'll say," Ditmar proposed.
Ditmar's laugh was short, defiant. "Why not?" he asked. "Why not! Because the fifty-four hour law goes into effect in January." "What's that got to do with it?" Ditmar demanded. "You'll see you'll remember what I told you fellows at the conference after that bill went through and that damned demagogue of a governor insisted on signing it.
Claude Ditmar's ability to put it through was unquestioned; one had only to look at him, tenacity, forcefulness, executiveness were written all over him.... In addition, the article contained much material of an autobiographical nature that must Janet thought have been supplied by Ditmar himself, whose modesty had evidently shrunk from the cruder self-eulogy of an interview.
Claude Ditmar's ability to put it through was unquestioned; one had only to look at him, tenacity, forcefulness, executiveness were written all over him.... In addition, the article contained much material of an autobiographical nature that must Janet thought have been supplied by Ditmar himself, whose modesty had evidently shrunk from the cruder self-eulogy of an interview.
His outbursts, his efforts to stop the flow of them were not unlike the futile charges of a large and powerful animal harassed by a smaller and more agile one. With nimble politeness, with an exasperating air of deference to Ditmar's opinions, Mr. Siddons gave ground, only to return to the charge; yet, despite a manner and method which, when contrasted to Ditmar's, verged on the ludicrous, Mr.
Henceforth from all warmth and love she was banished.... In the middle of the Stanley Street bridge she stopped to lean against the wet rail; the mill lights were scattered, dancing points of fire over the invisible swift waters, and she raised her eyes presently to the lights themselves, seeking one unconsciously Ditmar's!
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