It was very tiresome all the same.
BLUMENBERG.
I begged it of him for our paper.
SENDEN.
Yes, unfortunately! And now I must carry these bulky things to your
press. These articles are too heavy; they won't do the _Coriolanus_
any good.
BLUMENBERG.
Yet I printed them gladly. When a man has written for a paper he
becomes a good friend of that paper. The Colonel at once subscribed
for the _Coriolanus_, and, the next day, invited me to dinner.
SENDEN (_shrugging his shoulders_).
If that is all you gain by it!
BLUMENBERG.
It is merely the beginning.--The articles are clumsy; why should I not
say so?
SENDEN.
God knows they are!
BLUMENBERG.
And no one knows who the author is.
SENDEN.
That was the old gentleman's stipulation. I imagine he is afraid of
Oldendorf.
BLUMENBERG.
And precisely what I anticipated has come to pass. Oldendorf's paper
has today attacked these articles. Here is the latest issue of the
_Union_.
SENDEN.
Let me look at it. Well, that will be a fine mix-up! Is the attack
insulting?
BLUMENBERG.
The Colonel will be sure to consider it so. Don't you think that that
will help us against the professor?
SENDEN.
Upon my honor you are the slyest devil that ever crept out of an
inkstand!
BLUMENBERG.
Give it to me, the Colonel is coming. _Enter the_ COLONEL.
COLONEL.
Good morning, gentlemen!--[_aside_] and that Oldendorf should just
happen to be here! If only he will remain in the garden! Well, Mr.
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