I wish you would tell me what's
wrong. There's nothing I wouldn't do, if I could, to fix it and keep
you."
The eyes of the two men met across the table, and it was Queed's that
faltered and fell.
"Well," he said, obviously embarrassed, "I find that I am out of
sympathy with the policy of the paper."
"Oh-h-ho!" said West, slowly and dubiously. "Do you mean my article on
the reformatory?"
"Yes--I do."
"Why, my dear fellow!"
West paused, his handsome eyes clouded, considering how best he might
put the matter to overcome most surely the singular scruples of his
assistant.
"Let's take it this way, old fellow. Suppose that my standpoint in that
article was diametrically wrong. I am sure I could convince you that it
was not, but admit, for argument's sake, that it was. Do you feel that
the appearance in the paper of an article with which you don't agree
makes it necessary for you, in honor, to resign?"
"No, certainly not--"
"Is it that you don't like my turning down one of your articles and
printing one of my own instead? I didn't know you objected to that, old
fellow.
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