If it is necessary to ask the
President for authority to bring them here, I shall ask for it."
Abbott's eyes glowed. "Thank God, at last!" he exclaimed. "Shall I
prepare a denial of this stuff."
"No! At least they have left Miss Allen out. We may be thankful and
let it stand at that. Now, start the procession in, Abbott. I'm in no
mood to dictate letters."
Enoch threw himself into the day's work with burning intensity. About
three o'clock, he told Abbott to deny all visitors that he might devote
himself to an Alaskan report.
"Mr. Milton just rushed in. Will you let him have a moment?" asked
Charley.
"Yes, but--" here Milton came in unceremoniously.
"Mr. Huntingdon," he said, "I've just finished lunching with Miss
Allen. We are both nearly frantic over this morning's paper. You must
let us publish the truth."
"No," thundered Enoch. "You know the Brown papers. If they discovered
what Miss Allen did for us all at the Ferry, how she led me back to El
Tovar, what would they do with it?"
Abbott looked from Enoch to Milton in astonishment. Milton started to
speak, but Enoch interrupted, "You are, of course, thinking that I
should have thought of that long before, when I asked her to let me go
back to El Tovar with her.
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