I've heard rumors that in his early days in the Far West he got in with
a bad crowd, but he threw them off and any one that knew details has
decently forgotten them. I've tried several times to speak to him
about this new alliance but although he's never shown temper as he did
that night when you were here, I get nowhere with him. His ideas for
the party are sane and sound and constructive."
"You mean for the country, do you not, sir?" asked Enoch again with a
smile.
The older man smiled too. "Hanged if I don't mean both!" he exclaimed.
"What do you think of Havisham as presidential material?" asked Enoch.
"Too good-natured! A splendid fellow but not quite enough chin! By
the way, I understand you refused to commit yourself to him the other
day."
Enoch rose with a sigh. "Life to some people seems to be a simple aye!
aye! nay! nay! proposition. It never has been to me. Each problem of
my life presents many facets, and the older I grow the more I realize
that most of my decisions concerning myself have been made for one
facet and not for all. This time I'm trying to make a multiple
decision, as it were."
"I think I understand," said the Chief executive. "Good night, Enoch."
And Enoch went home to the waiting Jonas.
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