But I did not think that reason enough for giving
up.
"Let me have time to think it over," said Sylvia. "Get him to wait
till to-morrow, and meantime I can see you."
So it was arranged. I think I told Sylvia the truth when I said that
I had never before heard of a committee member who was unwilling to
have his purposes discussed in the newspapers. To influence
newspapers was one of the main purposes of committees, and I did not
see how she could expect either editors or readers to take any other
view.
"Let me tell the man about your trip down town," I suggested, "then
I can go on to discuss the bill and how it bears on the evils you
saw. Such a statement can't possibly do you harm."
She consented, but with the understanding that she was not to be
quoted directly. "And don't let them make me picturesque!" she
exclaimed. "That's what my husband seems most to dread."
I wondered if he didn't think she was picturesque, when she sat in a
splendid, shining coach, and took part in a public parade through
Central Park. But I did not say this. I went off, and swore my
reporter to abstain from the "human touch," and he promised and kept
his word.
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