The politician had been thinking fast as he talked. Suppose Burton had the strength of which he boasted? His own interest was to stand with winners, not losers, but before he changed flags he wished to be sure that he jumped toward victory. That determined, the rest was expediency. "Let's come to a decision." Hamilton Burton showed just a glow of brick red on his cheekbones that argued an early break in his over-strained temper. "If I am a tyrant at least I do not call myself a lord-protector. Will you sell at your own price and go with me to the top--or refuse and take your chances on substituting the state-prison for the bench?" An abrupt change came over Mr. Hendricks. He smiled through his pallor. "Are you prepared to show me that if I make common cause with you, there is no chance of defeat?" "I offer you my personal and positive assurance--and access to my papers within an hour--during which time you will not be bound." The reply was prompt; the voice hypnotic in its persuasiveness. Hendricks lighted a cigar, and nodded. "Very well," he announced slowly. "But understand this. If I jump to you I jump with all four feet. It happens that certain other proxies have been put into my hands--by Malone interests. Had I not come to town I should have mailed them today--as it is I still have them. I shall vote them as you direct." With this chameleon turn of complexion, the astute contriver realized that he had scored. To Hamilton Burton's eyes came a quick flash of gratification and he held out his hand. "If I can be implacable in battle," he said quietly, "I can also be a friend to my friends. I told you that in an hour I could guarantee victory--or release you. I am awaiting two men with whom I have yet to deal. Will you also wait?" Mr. Hendricks bowed. "This--this evidence--" he questioned suddenly. "Has any other possible enemy access to it?" Hamilton Burton smiled as he shook his head. "No, it is in my sole keeping. I shall not surrender it to other 'possible enemies.'" With the two bankers, whom Tarring shortly ushered in, Hamilton came even more promptly to conclusions. "Malone is ill," he began. "Any alarms thrown into the Street just now would start pandemonium. If tomorrow should bring such conditions, would your banks suffer?" Fairley of the Metallic shook his head gravely. "If a panic developed just now many institutions would go to the wall. As to how many or which ones, I could not answer off-hand." Henry of the Deposit supplemented with added detail. "The national mind is hysterical beyond the usual and this is a time of heightened danger. It's the period when $200,000,000 are needed for crop-transportation and delivery. That means financial equinox."