Saul Hartz

Definition and stakes

J. C. Snaith,  The Council of Seven (1921)

“ Saul Hartz smiled. On all occasions his power of recovery was automatic. As became one who saw himself as a modern dictator, he allowed nothing to come between the wind and his nobility.
The eyes of John Endor would have quelled a lesser man. They merely goaded the Colossus into action.
“I wonder if we are going to the same place.” Hartz’s voice, which seldom rose above a husky wheeze and yet had the power of carrying a great distance, had a note of half insolent bonhomie. It had, too, the complacence [143] of one who does not disguise that he has sized up all things in the visible universe.
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Source: Gutenberg

J. C. Snaith,  The Council of Seven (1921)

“ How artful the mask he had contrived for his purposes, when even the feminine intuitions of a Helen Sholto were so much at fault that she could bring herself blindly to serve him! To her Saul Hartz was not merely an honest man, he was a hero, a demigod.
By the time he had drunk some coffee, and sipped a little brandy, he began to feel more himself. Better able to look the situation in the face, if not to grapple [21] with it, he began mentally to recite his secret formula. The gods approve the depth, and not the tumult of the soul.
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Source: Gutenberg

J. C. Snaith,  The Council of Seven (1921)

“ Punctuality, said his many biographers, was a cardinal fact in an amazing life. But Saul Hartz knew better.
As the Colossus sat down at his table, the mere look of him would have been enough to repute any theory so prosaic. The key of personality lay deeper. It was to be found in the eyes, curiously hooded like those of a bird of prey. In those undisclosed depths lurked the faculty of seeing into the future.
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Source: Gutenberg

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