“Let me advise you, in the friendliest spirit, not to take up any such scatter-brained theories in your paper. They’d wreck it.”
“That may come later. I’ll tell you this now, Judge. We won’t support the transfer plan.”
“I never thought you would,” said the lawyer calmly. “What’s the idea of this call, then?”
“To suggest that you keep your hands off and let us fight it out in Council.”
Jeremy laughed outright. “You don’t ask me to hold the easy mark while you go through his pockets. Only to stand by and not interfere.”
Judge Dana grinned. “I don’t care much for the style of your metaphor,” he confessed.
“Judge, I’m afraid it’s no go. You can easily bulldoze or bribe the Council, if we keep our hands off.”
“Fair words, my boy! Fair words! Has n’t The Guardian ever done any bulldozing?”
“Expect it has—in a good cause.”
“This is a good cause. It’s going to be good for you as well as us—and the public.”