Teddy continued to glare at me and I looked right back at him. He ground the cigar between his teeth. Finally, he looked away, unsure now.
“What do you mean exactly, Joe. You know something I don't?”
“Yes.”
“What is it?”
“I'm not telling.”
“Come on.”
“No.”
Teddy sighed and shook his head slumping into his chair. “Ah Joe, I don't know what's going on here. Maybe you're right. Maybe I'm out of step with what's happening in the world. Maybe I don't deserve to be a newspaperman anymore.”
I said, “That's utter nonsense and you know it. As a veteran newspaperman, you're supposed to keep an open mind on things. So, for god's sake, let's just do that and work with what we've got today. Tomorrow, who knows?”
Fear shone in his face and for once he seemed completely incapable of using his gr
