"I wouldn't really have enough respect for you to say what I am going
to say, if you hadn't fought exactly as you have fought--"

What Wayland was saying to himself was what Moyese would not have
understood: it was a foolish, quotation about the Greeks when they come
bearing gifts.

"But my dear fellow, we differ on fundamentals. You are for Federal
authority. I am for the Federal authority everlastingly minding its
own business most _severely_, and the States managing their own
business! I am for States Rights. The Federal Government is an
expensive luxury, Wayland. It wastes two dollars for every dollar it
gives back to the country. There's an army of petty grafters and party
heelers to be paid off at every turn! All the States want is to be let
alone.

"For three years, Wayland, you have been fighting over those
two-thousand acres of coal land where the Smelter stands. You say it
was taken illegally. I know that; but they didn't take it! It was
jugged through by an English promoter--"

"Just as foreign immigrants are jugging through timber steals to-day,"
thought Wayland; but he answered; "I acknowledge all that, Senator; but
when goods are stolen, the owner has the right to take them back where
found; and that land was stolen from the U. S. Reserves--ninety-million
dollars worth of it."

"I know! I know! But what have _you_ gained? _That_ is what I ask!
Federal Government has blocked every move you have made to take action