Could we not choose somebody with fresh ideas to help ?" "That's what we want!" said one.

"The Board needs new blood!" Then the storm broke and for a time Cartwright lost control of the meeting.

Mrs.Seaton had loosed passions he might have restrained and the shareholders were frankly moved by fear, distrust, and greed.

Men got up, asking angry questions and shouting implications, but for a few minutes Cartwright sat like a rock and let them rage.

When they stopped and there was an awkward pause, Mortimer Hyslop got up.