"That is precisely what I mean. I desire to say neither more nor less. Simply state that Congressman Carlton, when questioned on this matter, said 'Rubbish.'"
While Carlton was doing his best to pour oil on the troubled waters, Hudson was, on the other hand, going about sedulously stirring up the angry passions of the legislators. Without making any direct charges, he insinuated that the proposed bill had a significance which it really did not possess. He still felt very sore over the effective manner in which Carlton had blocked the claim which he presented in the House earlier in the session. A big, broad-minded man would have accepted this defeat gracefully, but Hudson was not that type of statesman. He had a grievance and he nursed it, hoping that in the end he would succeed in revenging himself upon the even-tempered Carlton.
Carlton was still at the table, placidly eating his dinner, when Felix Conway burst into the room, his face red and his eyes staring.
"Sit down, Felix," said Carlton, "and have some dinner with me."
"I don't want any dinner. I've had all the dinner I care for."
The Congressman smiled.
"Then have a plate of ice cream. It may cool you off."
"No; nothing will cool me off, and after you hear what I have got to say, you may be a little warm yourself!"
"Well, go ahead and tell me what is on your mind."