The Machine

Chapter 4

JULIA. She"s very quiet. And the neighbors come in and help when I"m out. They all sympathize.

LAURA. Talking about heroism... it seems to me that you are ent.i.tled to mention.

JULIA. Why, nonsense!... the girl was simply thrown into my arms.

LAURA. Most people would have managed to step out of the way, just the same. You"ve heard the story, have you, Mr. Montague?

MONTAGUE. Bullen has told it to me. You haven"t been able to get any justice?



JACK. From the police? Hardly! But we"re keeping at it, to make the story complete. I went to see Captain Quinn to-day. "What"s this?" says he. "Annie Rogers again? Didn"t your lady frien" get her pitcher in the papers over that case? An" what more does she want?"

JULIA. I went this afternoon to see the Tammany leader of our district...

MONTAGUE. Leary?

JULIA. The same. I went straight into his saloon. "Lady," says he, "the goil"s nutty! You got a bughouse patient on your bands! This here talk about the white-slave traffic, ma"am... it"s all the work o" these magazine muckrakers!" "Meaning myself, Mr. Leary?" said I, and he looked kind of puzzled. I don"t think he knew who I was.

MONTAGUE. All the work of the muckrakers! I see Boss Grimes is out to that effect also.

JACK. And I see that half a dozen clergymen sat down to a public banquet with him the other day. That"s what we"ve come to in New York! Bob Grimes, with his hands on every string of the whole infamous system...

with his paws in every filthy graft-pot in the city! Bob Grimes, the type and symbol of it all! Every time I see a picture of that bulldog face, it seems to me as if I were confronting all the horrors that I"ve ever fought in my life!

JULIA. It"s curious to note how much less denunciation of Tammany one hears now than in the old days.

MONTAGUE. Tammany"s getting respectable.

JACK. The big interests have found out how to use it. The traction gang, especially...

[He stops abruptly; a tense pause.]

LAURA. [Leaning toward him, with great earnestness.] Mr. Bullen, is that really true?

JACK. That is true, Miss Hegan.

LAURA. Mr. Bullen, you will understand what it means to me to hear that statement made. I hear it made continually, and I ask if it is true, and I am told that it is a slander. How am I to know? [A pause.] Would you be able to tell me that you know it of your own personal knowledge?

JACK. [Weighing the words.] No; I could not say that.

LAURA. Would you say that you could prove it to a jury?

JACK. I would say, that if I had to prove it, I could get the evidence.

LAURA. What would you say, Mr. Montague?

MONTAGUE. I would rather not say, Miss Hegan.

LAURA. Please! Please! I want you to answer me.

MONTAGUE. [After a pause.] I would say that I shall be able to prove it very shortly.

LAURA. How do you mean?

MONTAGUE. I have been giving most of my time to a study of just that question, and I think that I shall have the evidence.

LAURA. I see.

[She sinks back, very white; a pause; the bell rings.]

JULIA. Who can that be?

JACK. [Springing up.] Let me answer it. [Presses b.u.t.ton; then, to MONTAGUE.] I had no idea you were going in for that, old man.

MONTAGUE. This is the first time I have ever mentioned it to any one.

JULIA. [Rising, hoping to relieve an embarra.s.sing situation.] I hope this isn"t any more company.

JACK. [To MONTAGUE, aside.] You must let me tell you a few things that I know. I"ve been running down a little story about Grimes and the traction crowd.

MONTAGUE. Indeed! What is it?

JACK. I can"t tell it to you now... it would take too long. But, gee! If I can get the evidence, it"ll make your hair stand on end! It has to do with the Grand Avenue Railroad suit.

MONTAGUE. The one that"s pending in the Court of Appeals?

JACK. Yes. You see, Jim Hegan stands to lose a fortune by it, and I"ve reason to believe that there"s some monkey-work being done with the Court. It happens that one of the judges has a nephew... a dissipated chap, who hates him. He"s an old college friend of mine, and he"s trying to get some evidence for me.

MONTAGUE. Good Lord!

JACK. And think, it concerns Jim Hegan personally.

[A knock at the door.]

JULIA. I"ll go.

[Opens the door.]

HEGAN. [Without.] Good evening. Is Miss Hegan here?

LAURA. [Standing up.] Father!

JULIA. Won"t you come in?

HEGAN. Thank you. [Enters; a tall, powerfully built man, with a square jaw, wide, over-arching eyebrows, and keen eyes that peer at one; a prominent nose, the aspect of the predatory eagle; a man accustomed to let other people talk and to read their thoughts.] Why, Mr. Montague, you here?

MONTAGUE. Mr. Hegan! Why, how do you do?

LAURA. We stumbled on each other by chance. Father, this is Miss Patterson.

HEGAN. I am very pleased to meet you, Miss Patterson.

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