All of these
gestures indicated interest and attention.
``Isn't the real truth not Victor Dorn or Victor Dorns but a
changed and changing world?'' pursued the girl. ``And if that's
so, haven't you either got to adopt new methods or fall back?
That's the way it looks to me--and we women have got intuitions
if we haven't got sense.''
``_I_ never said women hadn't got sense,'' replied the old man.
``I've sometimes said MEN ain't got no sense, but not women. Not
to go no further, the women make the men work for 'em--don't
they? THAT'S a pretty good quality of sense, _I_ guess.''
But she knew he was busily thinking all the time about what she
had said. So she did not hesitate to go on: ``Instead of
helping Victor Dorn by giving him things to talk about, it seems
to me I'd USE him, father.''
``Can't do anything with him. He's crazy,'' declared Hastings.
``I don't believe it,'' replied Jane. ``I don't believe he's
crazy. And I don't believe you can't manage him. A man like
that--a man as clever as he is--doesn't belong with a lot of
ignorant tenement-house people. He's out of place. And when
anything or anybody is out of place, they can be put in their
right place. Isn't that sense?''
The old man shook his head--not in negation, but in uncertainty.
``These men are always edging you on against Victor Dorn--what's
the matter with them?'' pursued Jane. ``_I_ saw, when Davy Hull
talked about him.
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