She asked: “You’re really going to—you really mean to get after them?” He nodded, and she laughed. He asked:
“What’s the joke?”
“Oh, it seems funny for you to be so moral about whisky and things.”
He grinned. “It is funny, isn’t it?”
“I should think they’d just laugh at you.”
“Well, maybe they do.”
“I suppose you’re just going to give them a lesson, and then—sort of let things go, aren’t you?”
Wint shook his head. “No, I sha’n’t let things go. Not as long as I’m—in charge.”
“But lots of people will be awfully mad at you. Why, even your father buys whisky and things, doesn’t he?”
“Yes, I suppose so. But he doesn’t sell them.”