"Besides," she continued, "it's the right moment to approach him. The politicians have turned him down. Both parties have named new men for his office. He resents this action intensely. He don't want the office, but he does want the recognition of his services."
Bivens shook his head.
"It's no use. Jim's a dreamer. He'll smile and wait for the next generation to value his work."
"He won't have to wait that long. When this panic has passed he will be the biggest thing to emerge from it. His personality will be worth millions to you."
The woman's face was tense with pleading.
Bivens looked at her a moment curiously and she turned her eyes away.
"Why do you think he has changed his attitude toward me?"
"From something he said. That mob has written a question mark before his life."
"By George!" he exclaimed, his black eyes sparkling. "It may be possible."
"You'll try?" Nan asked eagerly.