"Max Veltman, of our composing-room."
"Veltman? Veltman?" repeated Elias M. Pierce, who possessed a wonderful memory for men and events. "He's that anarchist fellow. Hates every man with a dollar. Stirred up the labor troubles two years ago. I told my men to smash his head if they ever caught him within two blocks of our place."
"Speaking of anarchy," said McGuire Ellis softly.
"A prejudiced witness; one of your own employees," pointed out the lawyer.
"I wouldn't believe him under oath," said Pierce.
"Perhaps you wouldn't believe me, either. I saw the whole thing myself," said Hal quietly.
"And you intend to print it?" demanded Pierce.
"It's news. The 'Clarion's business is to print the news."
"Then there remains only to warn you," said Douglas, "that you will be held to full liability for anything you may publish, civil and criminal."
"Take that down, Mr. Denton," said Hal.