\"Well,\"shesaidplayfully,turningtohimagain.\"Whatdoyouthinkofit?\"
\"Thinkofit?\"hesaidwitharisingcolor.\"Ithinkit\'sinfamous!Whodidit?\"
Shestaredathim,thenglancedquicklyattheslip.\"Whatareyoureading?\"shesaid.
\"This,ofcourse,\"hesaidimpatiently.\"Whatyougaveme.\"ButhewaspointingtoTHEOTHERSIDEofthenewspaperslip.
Shetookitfromhimimpatientlyandreadforthefirsttimetheprintingonthereversesideofthearticleshehadtreasuredsolong.Itwastheconcludingparagraphofanapparentlylargereditorial.\"Onethingiscertain,thatamaninDanielHarcourt\'spositioncannotaffordtopassoverinsilenceaccusationsliketheabove,thataffectnotonlyhisprivatecharacter,buttheintegrityofhistitletothelandthatwasthefoundationofhisfortune.Whentrickery,sharppractice,andevencriminalityinthepastaremorethanhintedat,theycannotbemetbymerepompoussilenceorallusionstoprivateposition,socialprestige,ordistinguishedfriendsinthepresent.\"