And the fact that she condemned his beliefs was as final as closing the lid and driving in the nails.
Period!
“I believe that my own belief is as firm as Miss Ward’s,” retorted Barden.
“You will find that your premise may be valid, but the end-result is not profitable,” she said flatly.
“You’ve experimented?” scoffed Barden.
“I don’t have to,” she said. “I know!”
“Perhaps by feminine intuition?” snapped Tom scathingly.
Edith Ward flushed and sat down abruptly, rebuffed and angry. Chairman Hansen arose and tried to speak, but the wellings and mutterings grew from a low murmur to a loud roar that changed slowly from random sounds of anger to a chant of “Throw him out! Throw him out! Throw him out!” as more and more voices took it up. Hansen banged sharply with his gavel and finally th
