“Sit down here,” he said pleasantly. “I want a good long talk with you. It was too bad to keep you waiting so long, but there was no help for it. I couldn’t see the people in New York that I wanted to see until to-day, and it was only by good fortune that I caught the train as it was. Then we were delayed on the road, of course. If an engineer on this one-horse line should ever get a train through on time I believe he’d have a fit, just from the shock of the thing. And then I had to wake up the man at the livery stable in Thessaly—fancy his being asleep at eight o’clock!—and he would only bring me as far as the foot of the hill, because he had been up to a dance all the previous night. But of course, in my position now, running for office, I couldn’t complain. Beside, I ought to be used to all these little delights of rural existence by this time.”
Albert stretched his feet out comfortably on the rail of the stove, and leaned back in his chair with an air of enjoyment4. He had been growing very stout5 this past year, Seth noticed, and the bald spot on his crown had visibly spread. He seemed unwontedly good-natured too—a natural and proper accompaniment to increasing obesity6.
“But all this has nothing to do with my asking you to come here, has it? Did Workman raise any objections to your coming?”
“No, of course not, after he read your letter.”
The lawyer smiled complacently7: “I thought that letter would fetch him. Of course, my boy, the harshness of the letter was for effect on him, not on you. It simply gave you a chance to say you had got to come.”
Seth did not find himself wholly clear on this point, but he nodded assent8. Albert looked at him, and seemed a trifle annoyed at having the conversation all to himself, but he went on after a moment’s pause, speaking now with good humored gravity:
“First of all, I ought to tell you how proud I have been of your fine progress on the Chronicle. I doubt if there is another young man of your age in the State who has done so much climbing in so short a time. I take a real satisfaction in thinking that you are my brother. I can’t tell you how often I say to myself: ‘Albert Fairchild, the best thing you ever did in your life, or ever will do, was to give that boy a chance.’”
This was gall10 and wormwood to the young man. He had almost succeeded in regaining11 the composure so abruptly12 scattered13 by Albert’s unexpected arrival. The fluttering agitation14 came back now, and brought with it a painful sense of shame and self-reproach as Albert’s words recalled the scene which his entrance had interrupted. Seth did not look his brother in the face, but murmured some commonplace of gratitude15. He was glad that there was a red shade on the lamp; it might conceal16 his flush of humiliation17.
Albert went on: “But you were not invited here so peremptorily18 just to hear this. Brotherly pride and affection are things that don’t need words—that can be taken for granted—are they not?”
Seth tried to smile, and said, “Yes, of course they are.”
“Well, youngster, I am taking them for granted in your case. Mind, as I said in my letter, I am not saying a word about gratitude. I don’t want the thing to be put on that footing at all. Brothers ought to be able to help each other, and all that, without lugging19 in the question of gratitude. I am talking to you as one man should to another who bears the same name, and was of the same mother. By George! poetry, isn’t it? Well, the point is this. The time has come when you can help me, help me immensely. I am not in this fight for myself alone. Personally I care very little about going to Congress. But I have got the family to consider, and I am in a position now where I can make a ten-strike for it. A good deal of it I have created myself. These countrymen up here in Dearborn County fancy they are shrewd politicians, but it has taken me, almost a novice20 in politics, less than two years to get the whole machinery21 right under my thumb. It’s in the blood, I tell you! There wasn’t another manager in this whole section that could hold a candle to the old Senator, in his day,—and if he could keep track of things now I imagine he’d admit that his grandson was no slouch.”
Albert chuckled22 quietly at the slang word, the expressiveness23 of which pleased him, and at the vision of the satisfaction of the departed ancestor which it suggested. He proceeded:
“I can’t tell you all my plans, but I am in a big combination. I have made use of my large connections as a lawyer in New York to arrange some things which would open your eyes if you knew them. It is all settled that I am going on to a Committee which will be worth while, I can tell you. And then, once started in the thing, with my grandfather’s name back of me, there is no telling where I may not climb. A name that has figured in the blue book as ours has is a tremendous power. The Republic derides24 heredity, but the public believes in it. It is human nature, my boy. And in this rehabilitation25 of the family name you have as much concern as I have—in fact more than I have—for you will enjoy even more than I shall the fame and wealth I am going to get out of this thing, for the family.”
“Where does the wealth come in, Albert? There is no money honestly to be made in politics.” Seth had forgotten his earlier embarrassment26 now, and the spirit of dispute was rising within him.
“My dear fellow,” said the elder brother, comfortably contemplating27 the rings of cigar smoke he was making, “to the wise there is money everywhere. The word ‘honesty’ in politics is a purely28 relative term, just as it is in your line, or in law, or in medicine. If we lawyers strictly29 graded our charges by the net value of our services to our clients, if doctors refused to make all calls upon patients that were not altogether necessary, and based their bills rigidly30 upon the actual good they had done—by George! the poor-houses would have to be enlarged. Take your own business, for instance, or I ought to call it a profession, too, I suppose. Are editors invariably candid31 with their readers, do you think? Do they always tell the disagreeable truth about people they make their money from? And don’t they have an open hand behind the back about the same as other folks do? Occasionally, I admit, an ass9 like our brother John does drift into the profession, and retains his childhood belief that the moon is made of green cheese. But I have noticed that such fellows as he, who run their papers on an exalted32 moral plane, generally come around to borrow money from the ungodly, toward the close of the year, to make their accounts balance. I am sorry to see that John and Ansdell have filled your head with all this nonsense. A newspaper man tearing his shirt in defense33 of financial fastidiousness in politics presents rather a comical spectacle, if you only knew it.”
“You have no right at all to say that!” Seth answered hotly. “I believe firmly that the newspaper men of this country, considering their influence and the great temptation to make money out of it, are as honest a body of men as you can find in America. This conventional talk about their venality34 is the cruellest kind of libel, and if you knew them as I do you wouldn’t lend yourself to circulating it.”
“Oh, I am not entirely35 without acquaintance in this white-winged profession of yours,” replied the lawyer, smilingly. “I know Mr. Mortimer Samboye, for example. I could tell you too, you confiding36 youngster, just his figure, and where the cheque, made payable37 to his wife, was cashed.”
“If you do know about Samboye, you know what I believe to be the one exception to the rule in the State. I don’t for a moment believe that there is another editor whom your people could have bought. It is an odious38 exception, to be sure, but exceptions prove the rule. If journalists and journals were in the market, as you and your machine friends seem to imagine, there would be no such widespread bolt against your machine ticket to-day.”
“Oh, you think so, do you?”
The lawyer was getting vexed39. He stood up, thrust his hands deep into his trowsers pockets, and spoke40 with more sharpness than before.
“You think so! Why, man alive, this same d——d Chronicle of yours has been in the market since before you were born. I bet you to-day that Workman would rather plank41 out five thousand dollars from his own pocket than let me cross-examine him in the witness box on his recollections of the Chronicle’s record. Why, that is the very last paper in the State that has a title to throw stones! Do you want to know when this new reforming zeal42 of Workman’s was born? I can tell you. It was the day that another man (Dick Folts, if you wish names), was appointed to the Territorial43 Governorship that Workman wanted for his brother. So you thought it was only high morality and noble patriotic44 sentiments that ailed45 the Chronicle, did you? You never suspected that it was simply a bad case of brother—that it all happened because Samuel M. Workman of Toboggan was compelled to continue to adorn46 a private station? You think the world is run on kid-gloved, scriptural ethics47? It reminds me of a novel I read here awhile ago. It set out to describe An American Politician—and in almost every scene in the book where he appeared, he was drinking tea in some lady’s drawing room, declaiming to the fair sex on how he was going to reform politics. He thought he was a deuce of a fellow, and so did the women and the author too. This politician was a good sample of all your reformers. I tell you, the men who go to afternoon teas in America, exert no more influence on American politics than—than a hen who was too refined to scratch in the barn-yard for worms would exert on the question of female suffrage48. Now don’t make a fool of yourself, Seth. Your predecessor49, Samboye, was in no way your equal—some fellow at the club once, I remember, just hit him off in a phrase which he had hunted up in the dictionary to sling50 at him: ‘a nugipolyloquous numbskull ’—but he knew enough to feather his own nest, and to take men as they are, and not as the Prophet Jeremiah might think they ought to be. Don’t make me angry with this pharisaical nonsense! You are very young yet. You will see things differently when you have rubbed up against the world a while longer.”
Seth also stood up now, with his hands deep in his pockets—a trick of all the Fairchilds when they were excited.
“I have no desire to make you angry,” he answered, beginning with an effort at calmness, but soon raising his voice, “and I shouldn’t have dreamed of inflicting51 my juvenile52 views on you if you hadn’t insisted, even to the point of a threat, on my coming here. I would rather not argue the thing at all. We regard politics from totally different standpoints. I believe that your methods and aims—by ‘your’ I mean your wing of the party—are scandalous, corrupting53 and ruinous. I believe that if some check is not put upon the rule of the machine, if the drift of public acquiescence54 in debased processes of government is not stopped, it will soon be too late to save even the form of our institutions from the dry rot of venality.”
“Seems to me I’ve read all this. Don’t work your old leaders off on me. Talk sense!” said Albert.
Seth dropped rhetoric55: “All this is very real, very big, to me. To you it is impracticable and meaningless. You don’t at all believe in the dangers which are so apparent to me. Perhaps if you did you wouldn’t care. That is all right. I have no desire to convert you, or to debate the question with you. I simply want to explain that there is no community of premises56, even, between us on this subject. As for your explanation of the motives57 underlying59 the Chronicle’s attitude, I shan’t contradict you. So far as I am concerned, the matter is not in argument. It is enough for me that we bolt the State ticket, and occupy the ground we do. It is no concern of mine by what path we got there.”
Albert had heard his brother through with contemptuous impatience60. He said now, with one foot on the stove hearth61, and in a voice which, by its very coldness of calm, ought to have warned Seth of the temper underlying it:
“You may bolt the State ticket as much as you d——d please. I don’t like your doing it, and it will injure you more than any efforts of mine can make good, but I can’t help it, and it wasn’t for that that I wanted to see you. But if you bolt me, Mr. Seth, or put so much as a straw in my path, by God! I’ll grind you, and your paper, and everybody responsible for it, finer than tooth-powder! However—we will exhaust the other side of the subject first. I’ve had it in mind for a long while, in fact ever since I first procured62 you a place there, to buy you a share in the Chronicle. Workman would be glad of the ready money—he itches63 for it as much as any living man—and it would be a good thing for you. Would you like that?”
“You haven’t told me yet what you dragged me up here, away from my work, for,” said Seth. “You presumably had an object of some sort.”
“Ah, you want to get down to business, do you? You shall have it, in a nutshell. I want you to see Ansdell, and get him to promise that if I beat him in the Convention he will support me squarely at the polls; I want you to get a pledge from Workman that the Chronicle will come out for me, solid, the day after I am nominated. That’s what I want, and it is mighty64 little for me to ask of you! And you may tell Workman for me that if he and his paper give me the smallest ground for complaint, and waver in the least in backing me up, I’ll start a paper in Tecumseh before Christmas that will crush the Chronicle out of sight. The paper is no good, anyway. I know hundreds of good citizens who would rejoice to have a decent substitute for it.” The pride of the editor was wounded. “You seem to worry a good deal about this worthless paper, at all events,” he said, bitterly.
“Don’t bandy words with me, youngster!” cried Albert, scowling65 and pacing the floor. “I want your answer, or the answer of your employer—yes or no! I’ll have none of your impudence66!”
Seth held his temper down. He could not help feeling that his brother, from the fraternal standpoint at least, had some pretty strong arguments on his side. He made answer:
“I should have no influence with Ansdell, one way or the other, even if I talked with him. He knows his own business best, and if he has made up his mind to a certain course, nothing that I could say would move him. As for the Chronicle we’ve kept our hands off, thus far, on your account, and we’ve said nothing at all about your leading the Dearborn County delegates into the machine camp at the State Convention, although the whole rest of the State is ringing with it. But I am charged to say that that is as much as we can do. If you are nominated, we can’t and won’t support you. It is not a nice thing for me to have to say to you, but there’s no good mincing67 matters. Besides, you know—there may be a way out of it; you may not be nominated to-morrow.”
“All hell can’t prevent it!” The words came forth68 in an explosion of wrath69. Albert stamped his foot and clenched70 his fists as Seth had never seen him do before. He tapped his breast three or four times, significantly, as if there were something in the pocket to which he was referring—Seth remembered the gesture long afterward—and repeated that his nomination71 was assured. He seemed to dislike his passion, and strive to restrain it, but the choleric72 vein73 between his brows grew more swollen74, and his black, keen eyes flashed more angrily than ever, as he strode up and down before the stove.
“Yes, and I’ll be elected too! All the white-livered hounds in Adams County, from my own brother up, shall not stop me! I’ll stump75 the district every night and day till election. I’ll speak in Tecumseh—yes, in Tecumseh, at the biggest meeting money and organisation76 can get together—and I’ll handle this whole bolting business so’s to warm the hearts of honest men all over the State. By God! I’ll shake Workman as a terrier shakes a rat, in view and hearing of his whole community! Won’t he squirm though! And won’t the crowd enjoy having him shown up! And you”—there followed some savage77 personal abuse, profane78 in form—“after to-morrow morning, never let me lay eyes on you again!”
“It is not for the pleasure of seeing you that I come here, ever,” Seth retorted, the words coming quick and fierce. “Be sure I’d never trouble you again, if you were the only one in this house!”
The lawyer’s eyes sparkled with a sardonic79 meaning, and Seth, as he saw it, bit his tongue with impatience at the thoughtless form of his speech; for he read in this cold, glancing light that nothing had been lost upon his brother’s perception when he entered the room.
There was a full minute’s silence, in which the two men faced each other. Albert was busy thinking how to put most effectively the things he was now moved to say. At last he spoke, coolly, incisively80 once more, while Seth, flushed and anxious, pretended to regulate the flame of the lamp.
“Yes, I have no illusions about the motive58 of your visits to the farm. I am not blind; even if I were, others about the house are not. I am not going to say what you are doubtless expecting. I might point out to you that a young man who comes to a brother’s house—I will say nothing of the debt of gratitude he owes him—and steals chances to make love to that brother’s wife, is a pitiful cur. Stop!”—for Seth had straightened himself angrily at this epithet81, despite his consciousness of self-reproach.
“I repeat that I might say this—but I will not. I prefer to view it in another light. I don’t think you are a knave82. To be that requires intelligence. You are a fool,—a conceited83, presumptuous84, offensive fool. You set yourself up to judge me; you arrogate85 to yourself airs of moral superiority, and assume to regulate affairs of State by the light of your virtue86 and wisdom—and you have not brains enough meanwhile to take care of yourself against the cheapest wiles87 of a silly woman, who amuses herself with young simpletons just to kill time. You take upon yourself to lay down the law to a great National party—and you don’t know enough to see through even so transparent88 a game as this. Get out of my sight! I have wasted too much time with you. It annoys me to think that such an idiot belongs to the family.”
Albert had rightly calculated that he could thus most deeply and surely wound Seth, but he was mistaken in his estimate of the nature of the response. If Seth’s vanity was scalded by his brother’s words, he at least didn’t show it. But he did advance upon Albert with clenched fists, and gleaming eyes, and shout fiercely at him:
“A man who will speak that way of his wife is a coward and a scoundrel! And if it is my cousin Isabel he means, he is a liar89 to boot! If you were not my brother——”
“If I were not, what then?”
Albert waited a moment for the answer, which the conflict between Seth’s rage and his half-guilty consciousness choked in the utterance90, and then calmly turned on his heel and left the room, by the same outside door at which he had entered.
As Seth went upstairs, he heard Isabel’s door close softly. “I wonder how much of it she heard?” he said to himself.
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