Hendricks drew back a step and his face paled.
"By God!" he exclaimed in a voice of betrayed bitterness. "There is only
one name for this--sheer blackmail."
"In that case," warned Burton ominously, "I would, in your position,
refrain from using any name. I have neither the time to bargain nor the
inclination to plead. The bull that charges my railroad train must take
his chance. The engine will not stop. You can rise with me to power and
rely on my stanch friendship, or--well, there won't be much left to go
down with Malone."
The two men stood facing each other, one implacably resolute, the other
in a torture of quandary. At last, Burton added:
"You may believe me when I tell you that I cannot be legally touched in
this matter and that you can be sent to Sing Sing. Choose your
course--and choose quickly. I offer you a fair chance between uniting
your fortunes with a rising dynasty and shackling them to one which is
tottering."
Hendricks took a step in the direction of the door. "From here," he
said, "I go direct to the district attorney."
Burton stretched a hand toward the telephone and smiled as he suggested.
"Whom you will find so busy with preparations for prosecuting you that
he will not at once find leisure to prosecute for you."
Hendricks sought to veil his terror under a seeming of bluster.
"Will you buy the district attorney, too? Some men are not
purchasable."
"That may resolve itself into a matter of price. I am not shopping in
ten-cent stores, Mr. Hendricks."
The politician had been thinking fast as he talked. Suppose Burton had
the strength of which he boasted? His own interest was to stand with
winners, not losers, but before he changed flags he wished to be sure
that he jumped toward victory. That determined, the rest was expediency.
"Let's come to a decision." Hamilton Burton showed just a glow of brick
red on his cheekbones that argued an early break in his over-strained
temper.
"If I am a tyrant at least I do not call myself a lord-protector. Will
you sell at your own price and go with me to the top--or refuse and take
your chances on substituting the state-prison for the bench?"
An abrupt change came over Mr. Hendricks. He smiled through his pallor.
"Are you prepared to show me that if I make common cause with you, there
is no chance of defeat?"
"I offer you my personal and positive assurance--and access to my papers
within an hour--during which time you will not be bound
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