"You are prejudiced, Kittredge," was the vice-president"s comment. "It was the best move in the entire campaign--putting him in the field.
Apart from the public sentiment he has been turning our way, we mustn"t lose sight of the fact that we got hold of him at a time when the Honorable Senator was getting ready to turn us down."
"Speaking of the sentiment," Gantry put in, "I don"t know whether it"s all sentiment or not. There"s a sort of mystery mixed up in this speech-making business of Blount"s. At first I thought maybe his sudden popularity was due to some word sent out from your Chicago office; but when you told me it wasn"t, I began to do a little speculating on my own account. I can"t make up my mind yet whether it is pure popularity, or whether it"s the a.s.sisted kind."
"a.s.sisted?" said the vice-president, with a lifting of the heavy eyebrows.
"Yes. It has been too unanimous. I have a trustworthy man in Blount"s up-town office, and he says the invitations have fluttered in like autumn leaves; more than Blount could accept if he travelled continuously. Kittredge"s men report that the speech-making has been a triumphant progress all over the State; bands, receptions, committees, and banquets wherever Blount goes."
Mr. McVickar grunted. "The speeches have been all that anybody could ask. I"ve been reading them."
Kittredge shook his head.
"Gantry says they are, but I say no," he contended. "There is such a thing as putting too much sugar in the coffee. Blount"s overdoing it; he"s putting the whitewash on so thick that any little handful of mud that happens to be thrown will stick and look bad."
"Of course, we have to take chances on that," was the vice-president"s qualifying clause. "Nevertheless, young Blount"s talk has undoubtedly had its effect upon public sentiment. We must be careful not to let the opposition newspapers get hold of anything that would tend to nullify it."
"They are moving heaven and earth to do it," said the superintendent.
"The Honorable David is lying low, as he usually does, but I more than half believe he"s getting ready to give us the double-cross. That is the explanation of this safe-blowing sc.r.a.pe, as I put it up."
Again the vice-president failed to comment further on the burglary.
"What I am most afraid of, now, is that our young man may be, as you say, Kittredge, a trifle over-zealous," he said musingly. "We have discovered that he is something of a fanatic."
"He"s more than that," Kittredge cut in quickly. "One of the men I"ve had following him--Farnsworth--is as good as any Pinkerton that ever walked. He says Blount isn"t half so innocent as he looks and acts. The speech-making has taken him into every corner of the State, and Farnsworth says he has been doing a lot of quiet prying around and investigating on the side."
"I"ve been thinking," Gantry added, "what a beautiful mix-up we should have if the senator and his son should both conclude to pull out and get together at the last moment."
The master plotter shook his head. "You have no sense of perspective, Gantry. Young Blount is with us solely because he is too straightforward to countenance his father"s political methods. On the other hand, if the Honorable Dave should turn upon us now, he would be obliged to do it at the expense of his son"s reputation. Anything he could say against us would simply have the effect of holding his son up to public exprobration as a common campaign liar. I know David Blount pretty well; he won"t do anything like that."
Gantry bit his lip and a slow smile of respectful admiration crept up to the Irish eyes.
"When it comes to the real fine-haired work, you have us all feeling for hand-holds, Mr. McVickar," he said. "Now I know why you made a place for Evan Blount, and why you have been giving him a free hand on the whitewashing. It"s the biggest thing that has ever been pulled off in Western politics!"
"It hasn"t been pulled off yet," was the quick reply. "We are holding old David in a noose that may turn into a rope of sand at any minute; don"t forget that. During the few days intervening before the election we must preserve the present status at any cost. Young Blount is the only man who may possibly disturb it. Keep him out of the way. If he doesn"t have speaking invitations enough to busy him, see to it that he gets them. As long as you can keep him talking he won"t have any time for side issues. Now about this Gryson business: you want to handle that yourselves, and I don"t want any more telegrams like the one you sent me last night, Gantry. What"s the condition?"
Gantry outlined the Gryson "condition" briefly. The man Gryson, who had developed into a heeler of sorts, had been growing restive, wanting more money.
"What can he swing?" was the curt question.
"Six out of seven pretty close counties. I don"t pretend to know how he has done it, but he has got the goods; I"ve taken the trouble to check up on him. With his pull, we can swing the vote of the capital itself."
The vice-president frowned thoughtfully. "The old game of stuffing the registration lists, I suppose," he said. And then: "Young Blount hasn"t got wind of this, has he?"
Gantry laughed. "You may be sure he hasn"t. He has it in for Gryson on general principles--made us take him off the shop pay-rolls. If he thought we were d.i.c.kering with him now, he"d be down on us like a thousand of brick."
"Well, why don"t you fix Gryson, once for all, and have it over with?
You oughtn"t to expect me to come here and tell you what to do!"
It was at this point that Kittredge broke in.
"Gryson isn"t safe. I have it straight that he is getting ready to sell us out. That"s why he wants his pay in advance."
The vice-president"s heavy brows met in a frown, and the muscles of his square jaw hardened.
"Put Gryson on the rack and show him what you"ve got on him in that Montana bank robbery. That will bring him to book. It will be time enough to talk about terms when he delivers the goods. Now another thing--that Shonoho Inn matter that I wired about--what has been done?"
"It is all arranged," said the big superintendent. "The house was closed for the season last month, and we have taken a short lease. One of our dining-car managers will take charge of the service."
"And the wires?"
"We have made a cut-in from the old Shoshone Mine wire, which wasn"t taken down when the mine was abandoned. That let us out very neatly, and no one outside of our own line-men know anything about the job. We have four instruments in the hotel writing-room; two on the commercial and two on the railroad wires. Will that be enough?"
Mr. McVickar nodded and reached over to press the bell-push which signalled to his train conductor.
"That is about all I have to say," he said, in dismissal of the two local officials. "Just nail Gryson up to the cross, where he belongs, and keep young Blount busy and out of town; I leave the details to you.
Get orders for me as you go up to your office, Kittredge, and have the despatcher let me out as soon as possible. I ought to be half-way to Alkali by this time."
XVIII
THE CHASM
It was young Ranlett, a reporter for _The Plainsman_, who told Evan Blount of the arrival of the vice-president"s car, running as second section of the Overland, and the scene of the telling was the lobby of the Inter-Mountain Hotel, where Blount was smoking a pipe of disappointment filled and lighted upon hearing that his father, Mrs.
Honoria, and Patricia had gone out to dinner somewhere--place unknown to the obliging room clerk.
Ranlett had tried ineffectually to get to the private car, having for his object the interviewing of the vice-president, but there had been curious obstructions. The lower yard was apparently carefully guarded, since the reporter had been turned back at three or four different points when he had attempted to cross the tracks. Blount thought it a little singular that the vice-president should come to the capital secretly, but he did not stop to speculate upon this.
Having something more than a suspicion that Gantry had not properly pa.s.sed the threat of exposure up to McVickar, he determined at once to seek an interview with the vice-president. Walking rapidly down to the Sierra Avenue station, he saw a light in Gantry"s office, and meaning to be fair first and severe afterward, if needful, he ran up the stair and tried the door of the traffic manager"s office. It opened under his hand, and he found Gantry sitting at his desk.
"Ranlett tells me that Mr. McVickar is in town," he began abruptly.
"Where is he?"
"Ranlett is mistaken--about twenty minutes mistaken," was Gantry"s reply. "Mr. McVickar pa.s.sed through here a few minutes ago on his way to Twin Canyons City. His special has been gone some little time."
"When is he coming back?"
"I don"t know."
"Did you see him?"
"I did."
"Did you take up with him the matter of issuing new tariffs to do away with the preferentials, or to level the public rates down to them?"
Gantry shifted uneasily in his chair, and tried to evade. "There was very little time," he said. "Mr. McVickar was in a great hurry, and his special was held only a few minutes."