“Can't be bought. Its editorial columns are not for sale.”
“Anything can be bought if you've got the price. Who owns it?”
“A Captain Chunn. He made his money in Alaska. My cousin is the editor. He is the real force back of it.”
“Does the paper have any influence?”
“A great deal.”
“I've heard of your cousin. A crack-brained Socialist, I understand.”
“You'll find he's a long way from that,” James denied.
“Whatever he is, buy him,” ordered Powers curtly.
The young man shook his head. “Can't be done. He doesn't want the things you have to offer.”
“Every man has his price. Find his, and buy him.”