"
"Some very well known people frequented it, did they not?"
"Many's the time I've seen the governor of the state himself, sitting
there with a mug in his fist. The liquors was of the best, do you
see," with a pleased light in his eyes. "I know that, for it were
meself that selected them. And a good sup of drink is a great
attraction, so it is."
"I don't think that can be successfully denied," admitted the
investigator. "Some very brilliant men have proved it to their
sorrow."
"True for ye," said Tobin. "Don't I know it? We had actors and writers
and editors--the cream of their professions--and every one of them a
devotee, so to speak, of Bacchus. Sure, the finer the intellect, the
greater the sup of drink appeals to them, if it does at all. One of
the greatest frequenters of the club was a man whose inventions," with
a grandiloquent gesture, "revolutionized the industries of the world.
And when he was mellow with it, boys o' boys, but he could discourse!
His name was Morris," added the speaker, "and he was the father of the
young man whose name has been mixed up with this Hume affair which is
so occupying the public mind just now."
"Indeed."
There was a pause: Tobin's mobile face looked back upon the past; his
eyes had an introspective light in them.
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