She turned and faced him with clear, sober gray eyes.
"Can't you see that?" she asked again. "If you can't, I wish I knew how to make you.
"'The organized charity, scrimped and iced,
In the name of a cautious, statistical Christ'--
"Do you know Boyle O'Reilly's poetry?"
Eades showed the embarrassment of one who has not the habit of reading, and she saw that the words had no meaning for him.
"Don't take it all so seriously," he said, leaning over as if he might plead with her. "'The poor,' you know, 'we have always with us.'" He settled back then as one who has said the thing proper to the occasion.
XVIII
Although Marriott had promised Koerner early in the fall that his action against the railroad would be tried at once, he was unable to bring the event to pass. In the first place, Bradford Ford, the attorney for the railroad, had to go east in his private car, then in the winter he had to go to Florida to rest and play golf, and because of these and other postponements it was March before the case was finally assigned for trial.
"So that's your client back there, is it?" said Ford, the morning of the trial, turning from the window and the lingering winter outdoors to look at Koerner.