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Is he really?" panted her daughter, surveying the Englishman with candid curiosity. "Is he really!" Mrs. Gantry was profoundly shocked. "If you weren't out, I'd see that you had at least two more years in a finishing school." "Horrors! that certainly would finish me. But you forget yourself, mamma. You keep his earlship waiting for his introduction."
None the less, he made a final effort to break down the conclusion that Gantry was relentlessly thrusting upon him. "In all our talks, Dick there haven't been very many of them my father has taken, or seemed to take, a different line. I don't recall anything specific just now, but he has given me the impression that he hasn't much in common with Mr. McVickar and his methods. To hear him talk "
McVickar's telegram might possibly have originated in Kittredge's office. Asking the superintendent to have the service-car made ready immediately, he packed his handbag, left a note for Patricia, who was not yet visible, and another for Gantry, who was not in his office, and began the roundabout journey.
"Well, then, I'll clear the track," said Blake. "Take good care of Jeems for me. Good-bye, Miss Jenny." "Don't leave, Tom," replied Genevieve. "If you do not wish to go to the Cathedral " "We'll all stay home," cut in Dolores. "What's this about staying home?" came the voice of Mrs. Gantry from the hall. "Quick, Mr. Blake!" exclaimed Dolores in a stage whisper. "Hide behind me.
You are reasonably sure that you haven't been recognized here by any of our local people?" "I've kept the 'make-up' on most of the time. I've been in Mr. Gantry's office a couple of times, and in Mr. Kittredge's once, and neither of them caught on to me." "That's good. You'd better go now. O'Brien has gone after Gantry and Kittredge, and I don't care to have them find you here.
"I'll be frank with you, Dick; this thing has been mentioned to me once, but nothing was decided absolutely nothing. I didn't even promise to take it under advisement." Among those who knew him only externally, Mr. Richard Gantry had the reputation of owning a loose tongue.
"Gaess I understand him already; so it's no use to There now, don't worry. Long as you want me to, I'll accept his polite invitation for to-morrow." "Ten A.M. sharp!" rasped Mr. Leslie. He drew Genevieve about, and rushed her off, with a curt call to Mrs. Gantry: "Come, Amice. Dolores brought the coupe. I'll put you in. The maids and baggage can follow in my car. Hurry up."
But on a day shortly after the meeting with Gantry in Ophir this desultory programme was broken. Reaching the hotel in the evening after an all-day train journey from Lewiston, Blount found his father waiting for him in the lobby, and when he proposed a café dinner the senator shook his head. "No, son; not this evening," he said.
"It was the best move in the entire campaign putting him in the field. Apart from the public sentiment he has been turning our way, we mustn't lose sight of the fact that we got hold of him at a time when the Honorable Senator was getting ready to turn us down." "Speaking of the sentiment," Gantry put in, "I don't know whether it's all sentiment or not.
Gantry, the Gantry whom he had been calling hard names, setting him down as at best a lovable but wholly unprincipled time-server, had pointed a possible way to retrieval, heroically effacing himself that the way might be unobstructed. With the warm blood leaping again, Blount straightened himself in his chair.
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