Or, at least, that he
would want to understand. Consequently he was not surprised when the
lawyer called him up and asked him to come that evening to the Enderby
house. He went at once to the point.
"Banneker, do you know anything of an advertisement by the striking
garment-workers, which The Patriot first accepted and afterward refused
to print?"
"Yes."
"Are you at liberty to tell me why?"
"In confidence."
"That is implied."
"Mr. Marrineal ordered it killed."
"Ah! It was Marrineal himself. The advocate of the Common People! The
friend of Labor!"
"Admirable campaign material," observed Banneker composedly, "if it were
possible to use it."
"Which, of course, it isn't; being confidential," Enderby capped the
thought. "I hear that Russell Edmonds has resigned."
"That is true."
"In consequence of the rejected advertisement?"
Banneker sat silent so long that his host began: "Perhaps I shouldn't
have asked that--"
"I'm going to tell you exactly what occurred," said Banneker quietly,
and outlined the episode of the editorial, suppressing, however,
Marrineal's covert threat as to Io and The Searchlight. "And _I_ haven't
resigned. So you see what manner of man I am," he concluded defiantly.
"You mean a coward? I don't think it.
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