"As a matter of fact," he said, "a little cold logic shows us that Quarrier isn't in it at all.
No sane man would ruin his own enterprise, when there is no need to.
His people are openly supporting Amalgamated and hammering Inter-County; and, besides, there's Ferrall in it, and Mrs.Ferrall is Quarrier's cousin; and there's Belwether in it, and Quarrier is engaged to marry Sylvia Landis, who is Belwether's niece.

It's a scrap with Harrington's crowd, and the wheels inside of wheels are like Chinese boxes.

Who knows what it means?
Only it's plain that Amalgamated is safe, if Quarrier wants it to be.

And unless he does he's crazy." Mortimer puffed stolidly at his cigar until the smoke got into his eyes and inflamed them.

He sat for a while, wiping his puffy eyelids with his handkerchief; then, squinting sideways at Plank, and seeing him still occupied with Fleetwood, turned bluntly on O'Hara: "See here: what do you mean by being nasty to Plank ?" he growled.