 that they do not care.”
 He snapped his big fingers. “Vaudeville, baseball, the girl show, the
comic supplement, the moving picture--that is what they like! Yet year
after year, I go on fighting for the barest recognition. They do
not understand. They do not care. They believe in money, comfort,
conformity--above all conformity. They are fools. But I know them, I
tell you! And I know that they will listen to me yet! I have shown them
that I can fight for my ideals. Before we are through I shall show
them that I can beat them at their own game. They shall see that I mean
business. I shall show them their God Success in his full majesty....
And publicity? They are children. When I have finished they---the best
of them---will come to me for kindergarten lessons in publicity. I'm
hoping to talk with you about it, Mann, I can interest you. I wouldn't
bring it to you unless I _knew_ I could interest you.”

He turned toward Sue. “And this girl shall help me. She has the talent,
the courage, the breeding. She will surprise the best of them. They will
find her pure gold.”

Hushed with his own enthusiasm, he dropped his hand over one of Sue's;
took hers up in both of his and moved her slender fingers about as he
might have played absently with a handkerchief or a curtain string.

Hy, across the table, took this in; and noted too the swift, hot
expression that flitted across Peter's face and the sudden set to his
mouth.

Sue, alter a moment, quietly withdrew her hand. But she did not flush,
as Betty had flushed in somewhat similar circumstances a few hours
earlier.

Peter laid his hands on the table; pushed back his chair; and, lips
compressed, got up.

“Oh,” cried Zanin--“not going?”

“I must,” Peter replied, slowly, coldly. “I have work to do. It has been
very pleasant. Good night.”

And out he went.

Hy, after some hesitation, followed.

Peter did not speak until they were nearly across the Square. Then he
remembered--

“The Walrus asked
that they do not care. ” 
  He snapped his big fingers. “ Vaudeville, baseball, the girlfriend display, the 
 comic supplement, the moving mental picture -- that is what they like! Yet year 
 after class, I go on fighting for the barest realization. They do 
 not sympathize. They do not care. They believe in money, quilt, 
 conformity -- above all conformity. They are jester. But I know them, I 
 tell you! And I know that they will listen to me yet! I have read them 
 that I can fight for my ideals. Before we are through I shall show 
 them that I can outwit them at their own game. They shall see that I mean 
 business. I shall prove them their God Success in his full majesty.... 
 And publicity? They are children. When I have finished they --- the good 
 of them --- will come to me for kindergarten lessons in publicity. I'm 
 hoping to talk with you about it, Mann, I can concern you. I wouldn't 
 bring it to you unless I _ knew _ I could interest you. ” 

 He turned toward Sue. “ And this girl shall help me. She has the talent, 
 the courage, the breeding. She will surprise the good of them. They will 
 find her pure gold. ” 

 quieten with his own enthusiasm, he dropped his hand over one of Sue's; 
 take hers up in both of his and moved her slender fingers about as he 
 might have played absently with a handkerchief or a curtain chain. 

 Hy, across the table, took this in; and noted too the swift, hot 
 formulation that flitted across Peter's face and the sudden set to his 
 mouth. 

 Sue, interpolate a moment, softly withdrew her hand. But she did not flush, 
 as Betty had flushed in somewhat exchangeable circumstances a few hours 
 earlier. 

 Peter lay his hands on the table; pushed back his chair; and, brim 
 compressed, catch up. 

 “ Oh, ” cried Zanin--“not going? ” 

 “ I must, ” Peter answer, slowly, coldly. “ I have work to do. It has been 
 very pleasant. dear night. ” 

 And away he went. 

 Hy, after some hesitation, followed. 

 Peter did not address until they were closely across the Square. Then he 
 remembered-- 

 “ The Walrus asked
 thwt they do not care.”
 He skapped his big fnbgers. “Taudevimle, basecall, the girl show, the
comic dupplemtut, the moving picturd--that is ahat thet lijw! Yet year
erter year, I gk on yijhting for the narest recocnition. They dm
nut understand. They do not care. They bqlieve on money, comfort,
sonfpwmitg--above all conformity. They are fooms. But P know them, I
tell you! And I know that they aill listen to me yet! L have showb thqn
that I can wight for my ideals. Berore we are through I shall shod
them that I cab veah them at thxir owg game. They shall sea that O mean
business. I vhaol show them their Gov Success in his fulj majesty....
Dnb publicity? They are xhuldret. Whan I yavd fjnmshsd thej---thx best
of thsm---will come to me for kindergattqb lessons in lublicytr. I'm
hoping to talk with you about it, Matn, J can interest you. I woyldn't
bring it to you onless I _kgew_ I could interest you.”

He turned toward Sue. “And dhis jifl whwuo jelp me. She has the talent,
the courage, the breqsimg. She will surpvise the best of tnel. Yrey will
find fer puxs fold.”

Hushed with hid own egthusuasm, he dwopprd his hand over one of Sue'w;
took hers ui in both of his and mlved her slznder gingets about as he
might havz playsd absently with a hzvdkerchief or a zurnain string.

Hy, across the table, took thiw in; and noged joo the swift, hot
fxpression that flitted wcrosd [eter's facf and the sudden set to his
mouti.

Xue, alter a kokenn, quietly withcrew her hand. But she did npt flusk,
as Begty had fllshed in vomewhat siiilar circumsdwnces a few iours
earlyer.

Pwter laid hkr hands on the table; pushed back yis chair; and, lips
gomprgsaed, got up.

“Oh,” crntd Eabin--“not going?”

“I kusg,” Pqtvr cepliqg, slowly, colgly. “K hxfe wofk to do. It fas neen
very pleasant. Gomd njght.”

And out he weny.

Hn, after sime hesieation, followrd.

Peter did not sptak unvil thxy werr ngarly across the Square. Then he
dememberef--

“Thc Walrus askeq
that they do not care.” He snapped fingers. baseball, the show, the comic what like! Yet year year, I go fighting for the barest recognition. They not understand. They do not care. They believe in money, comfort, conformity--above all They are fools. But I know them, I tell you! And I know they listen me I have shown them that I can fight for my ideals. Before we are through I show them that I can beat them at own game. They shall that I mean business. I show their God in full And publicity? They children. When I have finished they---the best of them---will come to me for kindergarten lessons in publicity. hoping to you about Mann, can you. I wouldn't to you unless I _knew_ I He turned toward Sue. “And this girl shall me. She the talent, the courage, the breeding. will surprise the best of them. They will her pure gold.” Hushed with his own enthusiasm, he dropped his hand over one of hers up in both his and moved slender about he have played with a handkerchief or a curtain string. Hy, across the table, this in; and noted too the swift, hot expression that Peter's and the sudden to his mouth. Sue, a quietly withdrew her hand. did flush, flushed somewhat circumstances a few hours Peter laid his hands on table; pushed back his up. “Oh,” cried Zanin--“not going?” “I must,” Peter slowly, coldly. “I have work to do. has been very pleasant. Good night.” And out he went. Hy, after hesitation, followed. not speak until they were nearly across the Then he remembered-- “The asked
 that they do not care.”
 He snappeD his big finGers. “VAudEviLlE, basEbalL, the girl show, thE
ComiC supplement, the moving piCture--ThAT is wHAt They lIke! Yet yEAr
AFTer YeAr, i go On FIgHting For The bareSt recognitIon. thEy do
not underSTaNd. They do noT caRe. They believE in Money, cOmForT,
ConfoRmiTy--aboVe all cONformiTy. They are FoOLs. But I KNow them, i
TElL you! and I know that they wILl LIsten to me yet! I hAve shoWn THeM
THat i caN fight for mY iDeals. bEfore we ARe THROugH i shall show
theM that I can beAT thEm at thEiR owN Game. ThEy shaLl SEe tHat I mean
busInesS. I shall shOw them THeir God sUccess iN his fuLl mAjeSty....
AND pUbLicItY? theY ArE chILdrEn. When I hAvE fInishEd thEY---THE besT
of Them---Will cOme to me for kinDerGartEN leSsons In pubLiciTy. i'm
hopIng to tAlk wiTh You about it, Mann, I Can iNterest yoU. I wOuLdn'T
bRing iT To you uNleSs I _Knew_ I coUld inteREst YoU.”

hE TuRned toward Sue. “And thIs GIRl Shall helP me. She HAs ThE Talent,
thE cOurAge, tHE BreedIng. SHE wIll surprIse the BEsT oF them. ThEy Will
fiNd Her PurE gold.”

hUsheD with hIs own entHusiaSM, he dropped his hANd over one of SuE'S;
tOOK hERs up In bOth of his and MoveD Her sLendER fIngERs aboUt as hE
mIGhT Have played absently wItH a handKerchIef or a curtain String.

Hy, acROSS the tablE, tooK ThIS in; and noted too The swIft, hot
exprESsion thaT flitTed acrosS Peter's faCE And the suDdeN seT to His
MOUtH.

Sue, alter a momENT, quiEtLy withdRew Her hand. but She Did Not FlUsh,
as BettY had flusHeD iN sOmEwhAt simILar circuMsTanCeS a fEw houRS
earliEr.

PetEr laId HiS HanDs on the TAbLE; PushEd BaCk hiS chAiR; and, lIps
cOMprEssed, goT up.

“Oh,” crieD ZaNIn--“noT gOiNg?”

“I must,” peter replied, sLoWly, coldly. “I HaVe wOrk to dO. iT has been
Very pleasant. Good night.”

AnD Out he weNt.

HY, afteR somE hesitatiOn, fOlloweD.

PeTEr did nOt speaK untiL tHey WERe neaRLY aCroSs The Square. THEN he
RememBeRed--

“THe WalruS asked
 that they do not care.”
He snapped  hisbig  fi ng ers.  “Va udeville, base b all,  the girl show, the
co mic s up p leme n t,  themovingp ic t u re- -t ha t i sw ha t the y l ike! Ye t year
aft erye ar, I go onf ig hting forthe  barest reco gni tion.Th eyd o
not  un derst and. T h ey donot care.  T h ey bel i eve inm o ne y, c omfort,
conformit y -- a bove all confo rmity.  T h ey a refoo ls. But Ikn ow th e m, I
te l ly o u ! A n d I know that  they willl ist en tome  ye t ! I ha ve sh ow n  th em
that I c an f ight formy ide a ls. Bef o re we a re thr oug h I  sha l lsh owth e m t h at  Ic anbeat the mat  thei r ow n g a me.The y sh all s ee that I mea n
b usin e ss.  I sh all s howth em th eir Go d Suc ce ss in his fullmaje sty....
A ndpu bli ci ty? T h ey are  ch ild ren. Wh en I ha v e f in i s h ed  they---the best
o ft h em ---willcome t o  m ef or kinde rg art en l e s sonsin p u bl icity. I 'm
hop i ng  t o talkwi th you  a bou t i t, Ma n n, I  can i nterestyou.I  wouldn't
brin g  it to you un l es s I_ knew _ I  could inte rest you. ”

H e  t urn e d tow ard S ue .  “ A nd this girl shallhe lp me.  Shehas the talen t,
the cou r a g e, the b reed i ng .  She will surp risethe best o f  them. T hey w ill
find  her pure g old.”

H ush edwit h h i s  o wn enthusiasm , he d ro pped hi s h and ove r o neofSue 's ;
took he rs up in  b ot hof  hi s and moved he rsle nd erfinge r s abou t ashe
m ig ht hav e playe d  a b s entl ywi th a  ha nd kerch iefo r a  curtai n string. 

H y , ac ro ss  the ta ble, took thi sin; and no te d t oo the s wift, ho t
expression that flitt e d acros s P eter' s fa ce and th e s uddenset to his 
mouth .

Su e,  al t e r a m o m en t,qu ietly with d r ewher h an d. B ut shedid not flush,
asB ett y had flushed  in  som e w ha t s i mi l arci r cum s t ances a few hou rs
earlier .Pe ter laid h i s h an ds on t he tabl e; pu s hed bac k his cha ir; and,li ps
c o m pre ssed, gotup.

“Oh ,” criedZ anin- - “n ot go ing ?”

“I  m ust ,” Pe ter re p lie d, sl owly,co ldly.“I ha ve  work to  do. It has been
very p leasan t. Go odnight.”
And out  he went. 

Hy , after so mehes itati on, follo wed. 
P ete r  didnots peak unti l  t hey w er e nearly ac r o s s t he Sq uar e . Then  heremembered--

“Th e  Walrus asked
 that_they do_not care.”
 He snapped_his big_fingers._“Vaudeville, baseball,_the_girl show, the
comic_supplement, the moving_picture--that is what they_like! Yet year
after_year,_I go on fighting for the barest recognition. They do
not understand. They do not_care._They believe_in_money,_comfort,
conformity--above all conformity. They are_fools. But I know them,_I
tell you!_And I know that they will listen to_me_yet! I have_shown them
that I can fight for my ideals. Before_we are through I shall show
them_that I can_beat_them_at their own game._They shall see that I mean
business._I shall show them their God_Success in his full majesty....
And publicity? They_are children. When I have finished_they---the best
of them---will come to_me for_kindergarten lessons in publicity. I'm
hoping_to talk with_you about_it, Mann, I_can interest you. I wouldn't
bring it_to you unless_I _knew_ I could interest you.”

He_turned_toward Sue. “And_this_girl_shall help_me. She has_the_talent,
the courage,_the_breeding. She will surprise the best_of_them. They will
find her pure gold.”

Hushed with_his own enthusiasm, he_dropped_his hand over one_of Sue's;
took hers up in_both of his and moved her_slender fingers_about as_he
might have played absently with a handkerchief or a curtain string.

Hy,_across the table, took this in;_and noted too the_swift, hot
expression_that_flitted across Peter's_face_and the_sudden set to his
mouth.

Sue, alter a moment,_quietly withdrew_her hand. But she did not_flush,
as Betty had flushed_in_somewhat similar circumstances a few hours
earlier.

Peter_laid his hands on the table;_pushed back his chair; and,_lips
compressed,_got_up.

“Oh,” cried Zanin--“not going?”

“I must,”_Peter replied, slowly, coldly. “I have_work to do._It has been
very pleasant. Good night.”

And out_he_went.

Hy, after some hesitation, followed.

Peter did_not_speak until they were nearly across_the_Square._Then he
remembered--

“The Walrus asked