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Updated: May 10, 2025
If McGaw's second bid had been received, it would simply have invalidated both of his, the law forbidding two from the same bidder. Rowan's opinion sustaining Tom's right was a blow he did not expect. Furthermore, the justice offered no hope for the future. The law gave Tom the award, and nothing could prevent her hauling the stone if she signed the contract.
McGaw, too, had known about it from the first day of its discussion before the board. Those who were inside the ring had decided then that he would be the best man to haul the stone. The "steal," they knew, could best be arranged in the tally of the carts the final check on the scow measurement. They knew that McGaw's accounts could be controlled, and the total result easily "fixed."
The stone itself had been purchased of the manufacturers the year before, but there were not funds enough to put it on the roads at that time. Here, then, was McGaw's chance. His triumph at obtaining the brewery contract was but short-lived. Schwartz had given him the work, but at Tom's price, not at his own. McGaw had accepted it, hoping for profits that would help him with his chattel mortgage.
He was on his way to get the mail, and had passed McGaw's house but a few moments before, in the hope that that worthy Knight might be either leaning over the fence or seated on the broken-down porch.
These words rang in McGaw's ears if she signed the contract. On this if hung his only hope. Rowan was too shrewd a politician, now that McGaw's chances were gone, to advise any departure, even by a hair-line, from the strict letter of the law.
There McGaw leaned upon a cart-wheel, listening dejectedly to Crimmins, who seemed to be outlining a plan of some kind, which at intervals lightened the gloom of McGaw's despair, judging from the expression of his father's face. Then he turned hurriedly to the house, cursed his wife because he could not find his big fur cap, and started across to the village.
He was beyond the reach of "pulls," and followed the law to the letter. The minority a minority of two, the president and the veterinary surgeon began to distrust the spirit of McGaw's adherents. It looked to the president as if a "deal" were in the air. The Scotchman, practical, sober-minded, sensible man as he was, had old-fashioned ideas of honesty and fair play.
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