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Updated: June 3, 2025
She stood watching as the flames licked round them, and until there was nothing left there but black ash. Brent went back to his hotel to find the Town Clerk of Hathelsborough waiting for him in his private sitting-room. His visitor, a sharp-eyed man whose profession was suggested in every look and movement, greeted him with a suavity of manner which set Brent on his guard. "I am here, Mr.
"Hathelsborough Men for Hathelsborough Matters." "Stand by the True and Tried!" These appeals to the free and enlightened burgesses whose suffrages he solicited met Brent on every side, and especially on the day of the election.
And, if Tansley was right in affirming that Hathelsborough people made promises which they had no intention of redeeming, his chances of getting a seat on the Town Council and setting to work to rebuild his late cousin's schemes of reformation were small indeed.
Do you think there's a soul in Hathelsborough who believes that Peppermore could write them? Now, they're a mistake! They may be true " "They are true!" growled Brent. "Granted! But, however true they are, they're an attack on Hathelsborough," said Tansley. "Now, of whatever political colour they are, Hathelsborough folk are Hathelsborough folk, and they're prouder of this old town than you know.
You can try and try, and you'll only break your heart, or your back, in the effort, just as Wallingford would have done. If Wallingford had been a wise man he'd have let Hathelsborough go to the devil in its own way; then he'd have been alive now." "Well, I'm going to try," declared Brent. "I said I would, and I will! You wait till I'm elected to that Town Council! Then we'll see."
Spizey moved ponderously into the box in all the glory of his time-honoured livery. He looked very big, and very consequential, and unusually glum. Meeking, who was not a Hathelsborough man, glanced quizzingly at Spizey's grandeur and at the cocked hat which Spizey placed on the ledge before him. "Er you're some sort of a Corporation official, aren't you, Spizey?" he suggested.
"You're in a pessimistic vein, Mr. Tansley, sir," declared Peppermore. "Sir, we're going to clean out the Augean stable!" "Or perish in the attempt, eh, Peppermore?" retorted Tansley good-humouredly. "All right, my lad! But it'll take a lot more than Monitor articles and Local Government Board inquiries to uproot the ancient and time-honoured customs of Hathelsborough.
He's chairman of the Financial Committee too; and it was in financial matters that Mr. Wallingford was wanting to make these reforms you've mentioned. If there's anything known I mean that I don't know Alderman Crood's the most likely man to know it." "Alderman Crood," remarked Peppermore softly, "knows everything that goes on in Hathelsborough everything!"
But you'll come across him before you're here long nobody can be long in Hathelsborough without knowing Krevin!" They left Bull's then, and after a little talk in the market-place about the matter of paramount importance Brent returned to the Chancellor, thinking about what he had just seen and heard.
He said that in his opinion Hathelsborough was the rottenest and most corrupt little town in all England!" "Did you take that as a seriously meant statement, Mr. Brent?" "Oh, well he laughed as he made it. I took it as a specimen of his rather heightened way of putting things." "Did he say anything that led you to think that he believed himself to have bitter enemies in the town?"
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