In this connection Elton’s friendship and the prophecy made to Selma as to his political future occurred to him and forbade an invidious supposition.  “Glamis thou art, and Cawdor, and thou shalt be what thou art promised!” Lyons left Selma with the conviction that he would find Elton to be mainly responsible for what had taken place.  Shortly after reaching his office he received a note from him asking for an appointment.  Punctually at twelve o’clock Elton arrived and was shown into Lyons’s private room.  Lyons gave orders that he was not to be disturbed, for he believed that the results of the interview were likely to have a serious bearing on his career as a statesman.

Both men were of heavy physique, but as they sat facing each other an observer would have remarked that Elton’s visage possessed a clean-cut compactness of expression despite its rotund contour.  His closely trimmed whiskers, his small, clear, penetrating eyes, and the effect of neatness conveyed by his personal appearance were so many external indications of his mental lucidity and precision.

In contrast Lyons’s moon-shaped face, emphasized by its smooth-shaven mobile mouth, below which his almost white chin beard hung pendent, expressed a curious interplay of emotional sanctity, urbane shrewdness, and solemn self-importance.

“Governor Lyons, at your service,” said Elton, regarding him steadily.

“Do you think so?”

“I know so, if you desire it.”

“The nomination, you mean?”

“The election by a comfortable majority.”

Lyons breathed hard with satisfaction.  “If the people of the State choose to confide their interests to my custody, I shall not refuse to serve them.”

“So I supposed.  You may be wondering, Lyons, why I, a Republican, should be talking like this.  I will tell you.  Observation has led me to believe that the people of this State will elect a Democratic Governor this year.  The hard times will hurt the administration.  Consequently, as your friend and my own friend, I have taken the liberty to indicate to the managers of your party their strongest man.  I am responsible for what you saw on the front page of the Sentinel this morning.  There need not be much difficulty,” he added, significantly, “in securing emphatic endorsement throughout the State of the Sentinel’s preference.”

Lyons looked grave.  “You must be aware that our views on public questions—­especially those which concern the relations of capital and labor—­are not the same.”

“Certainly.  I tell you frankly that while, from a humanitarian point of view, I respect your desire to relieve the inequalities of modern civilization, as a business man and a man of some property I do not regard the remedies presented by your party platform as just or adequate.  I recognize that your opinions are hostile to corporate interests, but I have gathered also that you are disposed to be reasonable and conciliatory; that you are not inclined to regard all men and all measures as dangerous, merely because they have means or are introduced in the name of capital.”