Why not confer with them occasionally ?--not publicly, of course, but in some less conspicuous way.

You will find both of them most helpful." Cowperwood smiled encouragingly, quite beneficently, and Chaffee Thayer Sluss, his political hopes gone glimmering, sat and mused for a few moments in a sad and helpless quandary.
"Very well," he said, at last, rubbing his hands feverishly.

"It is what I might have expected.

I should have known.

There is no other way, but--" Hardly able to repress the hot tears now burning beneath his eyelids, the Hon.