“Lesser legal authorities than yourself venture to dissent,” returned the other, sardonically. “Such as Judge Dana.”
“He’s paid to.”
“As you are paid for your partisanship, in circulation among sensation-seekers, and in the favors of that blatherskite, Embree.”
“The Guardian stands by the Governor in this fight.”
“Go to him for your loan, then.”
“Am I to understand that unless I play the corporation game here, the banks are closed to me?”
“Not from anything I have said.”
“Said: no. It’s pretty plain what you mean. Well, the plant is good security. I can get money from the Chicago banks.”
“Probably not,” was the quiet retort.
It fell upon Jeremy’s consciousness, with chill foreboding, that this might be true. Little though he knew of banking, he guessed that any large, out-of-town banks would take counsel of the local institutions before making a loan. What information would thus be elicited would hardly be favorable. He rose.