He's sore at their discharging Gilman and he's my best friend, and he'll work the papers as far as you like.

Your job is to make Stillwater College and Doctor Black and my father believe that when they lost Gilman they lost the man who made Stillwater famous.
And before we get through boosting Gilman, we'll make my father's million-dollar gift laboratory look like an insult." In the eyes of the former press-agent the light of battle burned fiercely, memories of his triumphs in exploitation, of his strategies and tactics in advertising soared before him.
"It's great!" he exclaimed.

"I've got your idea and you've got me.

And you're darned lucky to get me.

I've been press-agent for politicians, actors, society leaders, breakfast foods, and horse-shows--and I'm the best! I was in charge of the publicity bureau for Galloway when he ran for governor.