He said: “You didn’t lose any time getting that stuff into print.” “It’s making headlines all over the country this minute,” she assured him, while Dwight glared at her. “Who is this woman?” Burke introduced her to Dwight and she said: “We met rather informally last night … south of the Rio Grande.” Dwight ignored that. He gestured fiercely toward the paper in Burke’s hand and asked: “Did you cook up this? Are you responsible for this outrageous and libelous attack?” A thick vein throbbed in his forehead. Laura nodded proudly. “Your name isn’t mentioned, Mr. Dwight, so it’s hardly libelous. I thought it rather good … considering how few actual facts I had to work with.” Raymond Dwight started toward her with a murderous light in his eyes. “I ought to choke the life out of you! By God, do you realize what your little item is likely to cost me?” Burke got in front of him, but Laura Yates stepped aside and asked tauntingly: “How many million, Mr.
