“I knew we’d have to quit him.”
“It’s the end of the paper,” prophesied Verrall, pale and shaken.
Governor Embree was almost his normal self with almost his normal smile, when Jeremy returned to the Capitol. His revised list was one which needed no defense. It was preponderantly American, though with many of the prominent German names left, it is true, and the addition of Professor Brender and another loyal German-American. Magnus Laurens had been substituted for Bausch as chairman. Jeremy’s name remained as vice-chairman. “Is that good enough?” asked the Governor.
“Yes. That’s a real Council of Defense.”
“Then The Guardian will stand for it?”
“To the finish.”
Smiling Mart Embree swallowed hard and beamed anxiously upon the other.
“What about me?”
“No.” The negative was bluntly final.
“My God, Jem! What more could you ask?”