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There were a half dozen brethren on the steps as I came out, who
implied they were broke, and wouldn't object to a loan.
CONROY
[_Taking a wallet from his pocket and handing it to Maynard, after he
has made sure that Grosvenor and Pollen are not looking._
Here. Help the poor devils along.
MAYNARD
Thanks. I will.
[PAGE _enters right, with a card on a salver._
PAGE
Senator Taney?
MAYNARD
No.
[_Taking up the card._
Who wants him?
_[He whistles softly._
Harradan! No, son, Senator Taney is not here.
[_Exit_ PAGE, _left._
GROSVENOR
[_Excitedly._
Harradan's smelling a rat. He's getting after Taney!
POLLEN
[_Quietly._
Don't you worry. I can finish Harradan up in black-faced letters
tomorrow morning. He'll think he's reading his own tombstone.
[TANEY _enters, right._
TANEY
Hello, Pollen. Hello, Conroy. Well, Grosvenor, Cottrell is as jumpy as
you are.
GROSVENOR
Have you seen Harradan?
TANEY
Have I seen Harradan? I should say I had! He's leading the peace party
in the Senate. Fighting like a fiend.
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