He had "focussed."
"How did you hear that?" I asked.
He smiled.
"It"s Grierson, ain"t it?"
"Yes, it"s Grierson," I said.
"How are you going to get your folks out there?" he demanded.
"That"s what I"ve come to see you about. We want a franchise for Maplewood Avenue."
"Maplewood Avenue!" He lay back with his eyes closed, as though trying to visualize such a colossal proposal....
When I left him, two hours later, the details were all arranged, down to Mr. Jason"s consideration from Riverside Company and the "fee" which his lawyer, Mr. Bitter, was to have for "presenting the case" before the Board of Aldermen. I went back to lunch at the Boyne Club, and to receive the congratulations of my friends. The next week the Riverside Company was formed, and I made out a pet.i.tion to the Board of Aldermen for a franchise; Mr. Bitter appeared and argued: in short, the procedure so familiar to modern students of political affairs was gone through.
The Maplewood Avenue residents rose en ma.s.se, supported by the City Improvement League. Perry Blackwood, as soon as he heard of the pet.i.tion, turned up at my office. By this time I was occupying Mr.
Watling"s room.
"Look here," he began, as soon as the office-boy had closed the door behind him, "this is going it a little too strong."
"What is?" I asked, leaning back in my chair and surveying him.
"This proposed Maplewood Avenue Franchise. Hugh," he said, "you and I have been friends a good many years, Lucia and I are devoted to Maude."
I did not reply.
"I"ve seen all along that we"ve been growing apart," he added sadly.
"You"ve got certain ideas about things which I can"t share. I suppose I"m old fashioned. I can"t trust myself to tell you what I think--what Tom and I think about this deal."
"Go ahead, Perry," I said.
He got up, plainly agitated, and walked to the window. Then he turned to me appealingly.
"Get out of it, for G.o.d"s sake get out of it, before it"s too late. For your own sake, for Maude"s, for the children"s. You don"t realize what you are doing. You may not believe me, but the time will come when these fellows you are in with will be repudiated by the community,--their money won"t help them. Tom and I are the best friends you have," he added, a little irrelevantly.
"And you think I"m going to the dogs."
"Now don"t take it the wrong way," he urged.
"What is it you object to about the Maplewood franchise?" I asked. "If you"ll look at a map of the city, you"ll see that development is bound to come on that side. Maplewood Avenue is the natural artery, somebody will build a line out there, and if you"d rather have eastern capitalists--"
"Why are you going to get this franchise?" he demanded. "Because we haven"t a decent city charter, and a healthy public spirit, you fellows are buying it from a corrupt city boss, and bribing a corrupt board of aldermen. That"s the plain language of it. And it"s only fair to warn you that I"m going to say so, openly."
"Be sensible," I answered. "We"ve got to have street railroads,--your family has one. We know what the aldermen are, what political conditions are. If you feel this way about it, the thing to do is to try to change them. But why blame me for getting a franchise for a company in the only manner in which, under present conditions, a franchise can be got? Do you want the city to stand still? If not, we have to provide for the new population."
"Every time you bribe these rascals for a franchise you entrench them,"
he cried. "You make it more difficult to oust them. But you mark my words, we shall get rid of them some day, and when that fight comes, I want to be in it."
He had grown very much excited; and it was as though this excitement suddenly revealed to me the full extent of the change that had taken place in him since he had left college. As he stood facing me, almost glaring at me through his eye-gla.s.ses, I beheld a slim, nervous, fault-finding doctrinaire, incapable of understanding the world as it was, lacking the force of his pioneer forefathers. I rather pitied him.
"I"m sorry we can"t look at this thing alike, Perry," I told him.
"You"ve said solve pretty hard things, but I realize that you hold your point of view in good faith, and that you have come to me as an old friend. I hope it won"t make any difference in our personal relations."
"I don"t see how it can help making a difference," he answered slowly.
His excitement had cooled abruptly: he seemed dazed. At this moment my private stenographer entered to inform me that I was being called up on the telephone from New York. "Well, you have more important affairs to attend to, I won"t bother you any more," he added.
"Hold on," I exclaimed, "this call can wait. I"d like to talk it over with you."
"I"m afraid it wouldn"t be any use, Hugh," he said, and went out.
After talking with the New York client whose local interests I represented I sat thinking over the conversation with Perry. Considering Maude"s intimacy with and affection for the Blackwoods, the affair was awkward, opening up many uncomfortable possibilities; and it was the prospect of discomfort that bothered me rather than regret for the probable loss of Perry"s friendship. I still believed myself to have an affection for him: undoubtedly this was a sentimental remnant....
That evening after dinner Tom came in alone, and I suspected that Perry had sent him. He was fidgety, ill at ease, and presently asked if I could see him a moment in my study. Maude"s glance followed us.
"Say, Hugh, this is pretty stiff," he blurted out characteristically, when the door was closed.
"I suppose you mean the Riverside Franchise," I said. He looked up at me, miserably, from the chair into which he had sunk, his hands in his pockets.
"You"ll forgive me for talking about it, won"t you? You used to lecture me once in a while at Cambridge, you know."
"That"s all right--go ahead," I replied, trying to speak amiably.
"You know I"ve always admired you, Hugh,--I never had your ability,"
he began painfully, "you"ve gone ahead pretty fast,--the truth is that Perry and I have been worried about you for some time. We"ve tried not to be too serious in showing it, but we"ve felt that these modern business methods were getting into your system without your realizing it. There are some things a man"s friends can tell him, and it"s their duty to tell him. Good G.o.d, haven"t you got enough, Hugh,--enough success and enough money, without going into a thing like this Riverside scheme?"
I was intensely annoyed, if not angry; and I hesitated a moment to calm myself.
"Tom, you don"t understand my position," I said. "I"m willing to discuss it with you, now that you"ve opened up the subject. Perry"s been talking to you, I can see that. I think Perry"s got queer ideas,--to be plain with you, and they"re getting queerer."
He sat down again while, with what I deemed a rather exemplary patience, I went over the arguments in favour of my position; and as I talked, it clarified in my own mind. It was impossible to apply to business an individual code of ethics,--even to Perry"s business, to Tom"s business: the two were incompatible, and the sooner one recognized that the better: the whole structure of business was built up on natural, as opposed to ethical law. We had arrived at an era of frankness--that was the truth--and the sooner we faced this truth the better for our peace of mind. Much as we might deplore the political system that had grown up, we had to acknowledge, if we were consistent, that it was the base on which our prosperity was built. I was rather proud of having evolved this argument; it fortified my own peace of mind, which had been disturbed by Tom"s att.i.tude. I began to pity him. He had not been very successful in life, and with the little he earned, added to Susan"s income, I knew that a certain ingenuity was required to make both ends meet. He sat listening with a troubled look. A pa.s.sing phase of feeling clouded for a brief moment my confidence when there arose in my mind an unbidden memory of my youth, of my father. He, too, had mistrusted my ingenuity. I recalled how I had out-manoeuvred him and gone to college; I remembered the March day so long ago, when Tom and I had stood on the corner debating how to deceive him, and it was I who had suggested the nice distinction between a boat and a raft. Well, my father"s illogical att.i.tude towards boyhood nature, towards human nature, had forced me into that lie, just as the senseless att.i.tude of the public to-day forced business into a position of hypocrisy.
"Well, that"s clever," he said, slowly and perplexedly, when I had finished. "It"s d.a.m.ned clever, but somehow it looks to me all wrong. I can"t pick it to pieces." He got up rather heavily. "I--I guess I ought to be going. Susan doesn"t know where I am."
I was exasperated. It was clear, though he did not say so, that he thought me dishonest. The pain in his eyes had deepened.
"If you feel that way--" I said.
"Oh, G.o.d, I don"t know how I feel!" he cried. "You"re the oldest friend I have, Hugh,--I can"t forget that. We"ll say nothing more about it." He picked up his hat and a moment later I heard the front door close behind him. I stood for a while stock-still, and then went into the living-room, where Maude was sewing.
"Why, where"s Tom?" she inquired, looking up.
"Oh, he went home. He said Susan didn"t know where he was."
"How queer! Hugh, was there anything the matter? Is he in trouble?" she asked anxiously.
I stood toying with a book-mark, reflecting. She must inevitably come to suspect that something had happened, and it would be as well to fortify her.
"The trouble is," I said after a moment, "that Perry and Tom would like to run modern business on the principle of a charitable inst.i.tution.