Duane lighted a cigarette and, watching the match still burning, said:
"Dysart is a director. You can't ask for any more conservative citizen than Dysart, can you?"
Several men looked around for Dysart, but he had stepped out of the room.
Ellis said, after a silence:
"That gambling outfit from the West has bedevilled one or two good citizens in Gotham town."
Dr. Bailey shrugged his big, fat shoulders.
"It's no secret, I suppose, that the Minnisink crowd is being talked about," he grunted.
Ellis said in a low but perfectly distinct voice:
"Neither is it any secret that Jack Dysart has been hit hard in National Ice."
Peter Tappan slipped from his seat on the table and threw away his cigarette: