“So I have—very largely, almost wholly, in fact,” he replied, growing impatient again. “But there are some interests that I have to look out for here.”
“Such as what?”
“Well, there’s the—there are some railroad interests.”
“Some railroad interests!” Helen repeated, blankly.
“Yes.”
“The railroad that Mr. West is concerned in, do you mean?”
“Why, yes. You know that perfectly well. I’ve been associated with that railroad for years, in one way or another.”
“That’s the road that receives so much favor from the Government, isn’t it?”
“Oh, that’s mere gossip. There’s no such thing.”
Helen looked straight into her husband’s face. Her figure had become rigid. “What do you do for the railroad, Douglas?”