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No wan that come near him wanted f'r money. He had headquarthers in ivry saloon fr'm wan end iv th' ward to th' other. All th' pa-apers printed his pitcher, an' sthud by him as th' frihd iv th' poor. "Well, people liked to hear Dorgan at first, but afther a few months they got onaisy. He had a way iv breakin' into festive gatherin's that was enough to thry a saint.

He helped a lot of 'em. And Mr. Dorgan he knows what a loss it is, too. I hear that it's hit the Chief hard." The attendant, rough though he was and hardened by the daily succession of tragedies, could not restrain an honest catch in his voice over the passing of the "big fellow," as some of them called the "Smiling Boss."

My first impulse was to go straight back to Hadley and tell him, without the loss of another moment. But there were difficulties in the way; obstacles which I had not before stopped to consider. If I should accuse Dorgan, he might retaliate by telling what he knew of me.

He had been imagining all sorts of dire things that Dorgan might have in mind. He had a presentiment of impending trouble, and so deep was it that his forehead was damp with perspiration.

It's because well, it's because I feel like it, and she deserves a friend." "You don't know what she is." It was a snarl from Tom. "You don't " "Oh, yes, I do; you cur! I know what she was, too. And I even know what she will be; but that doesn't concern you." "The hell it don't!" Obermuller turned his back on him. I was dumb and still. Tom Dorgan had struck me after all.

At present his weariness was easily accounted for. He was in the midst of the fight of his life for re-election against the so- called "System," headed by Boss Dorgan, in which he had gone far in exposing evils that ranged all the way from vice and the drug traffic to bald election frauds. "I expect a Mrs. Blackwell here in a few minutes," he remarked, glancing again at his watch.

And Kelso how plain and simple it seemed to him now Kelso was Dorgan, sitting opposite him now! Kelso minus his mustache, looking much different than when he had seen him last, but Kelso, just the same undeniably Kelso!

Kennedy quietly laid down the bundle of photographs copied from those alleged to have been stolen from Carton. He was pointing to a shadow of a gable on the house. "You see that shadow of the gable, Dorgan?" he asked. "Perhaps you never heard of it, but it is possible to tell the exact time at which a photograph was taken from a study of the shadows.

Oddly enough, as I thought, the track foreman made no move to approach me. Instead, he kept his distance, busying himself with the filling and lighting of a stubby black pipe. After a little time, and before it was quite dark, my engine backed down to where I was standing and I climbed aboard with my money bag, still with an eye on Dorgan.

Dorgan, the country prosecutor, had been defeated for re-election by a man named Carney who was known to be friendly to Singleton. Moreton had also been defeated by "Slim" McCray, who hailed from a little town called Keegles, southeast from Willets. It was rumored after the election that Slim McCray had been friendly to Antrim, though no one advanced any evidence in support of the rumor.