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emphasis. "And after that you dare come into this house!" "Pardon me, Miss West, but a newspaper man dares go wherever his business takes him." She was trembling all over. "Then let me inform you that you have no business here. Neither my father nor myself has anything whatever to say to yellow journalists!" "Katherine! Katherine!" interjected her father. Bruce bowed, his face a dull red. "I shall leave, Miss West, just as soon as Doctor West answers my last question. I called to see if he wished to make any statement, and I was asking him about his lawyer. He told me he had as yet secured none, but that you were applying to Mr. Blake." Doctor West stepped toward her eagerly. "Yes, Katherine, what did he say? Will he take the case?" She turned from Bruce, and as she looked into the white, worn face of her father, the fire of her anger went out. "He said--he said----" "Yes--yes?" She put her arms about him. "Don't you mind, father dear, what he said." Doctor West grew yet more pale. "Then--he said--the same as the others?" She held him tight. "Dear daddy!" "Then--he refused?" "Yes--but don't you mind it," she tried to say bravely. Without a sound, the old man's head dropped upon his chest. He held to Katherine a moment; then he moved waveringly to an old haircloth sofa, sank down upon it and bowed his face into his hands. Bruce broke the silence. "I am to understand, then, that your father has no lawyer?" Katherine wheeled from the bowed figure, and her anger leaped instantly to a white heat. "And why has he no lawyer?" she cried. "Because of the inhuman things you wrote about him!" "You forget, Miss West, that I am running a newspaper, and it is my business to print the news." "The news, yes; but not a malignant, ferocious distortion of the news! Look at my father there. Does it not fill your soul with shame to think of the black injustice you have done him?" "Mere sentiment! Understand, I do not let conventional sentiment stand between me and my duty." "Your duty!" There was a world of scorn in her voice. "And, pray, what is your duty?" "Part of it is to establish, and maintain, decent standards of public service in this town." "Don't hide behind that hypocritical pretence! I've heard about you. I know the sort of man you are. You saw a safe chance for a yellow story for your yellow newspaper, a safe chance to gain prominence by yelping at the h
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