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A strapping young fellow in a red shirt came out of the stable door leading two other horses to the trough. Babcock looked about him in surprise at the extent of the establishment. He had supposed that his stevedore had a small outfit and needed all the work she could get. If, as McGaw had said, only boys did Grogan's work, they at least did it well. Crane mounted the porch first and knocked.
"Ye see," she said, turning to Babcock, "that man Duffy tried to do me, he's the sergeant at the fort and Dan McGaw ye know him he's the divil that wanted to work for ye. Ye know I always had the hauling of the coal at the fort, an' I want to hold on to it, for it comes every year. I've been a-watchin' for this coal for a month.
"Fired ye?" exclaimed McGaw incredulously. "I'm givin' it to ye straight, Dan; an' she pulled a gun on me, too," telling the lie with perfect composure. "That woman's no slouch, or I don't know 'em. One thing ye can bet yer bottom dollar on all h can't scare her. We've got to try some other way."
During the last week the Union was outspoken in its aid of McGaw, and its men had quietly passed the word of "Hands off this job!" about in the neighborhood. If McGaw got the work and there was now not the slightest doubt of it he would, of course, employ all Union men. If anybody else got it well, they would attend to him later.
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.
Crimmins and McGaw entered first. Quigg arrived later. He closed one eye meaningly as he entered, and O'Leary handed a brass key to him over the bar with the remark, "Stamp on the floor three toimes, Dinny, an' I'll send yez up what ye want to drink." Then Crimmins opened a door concealed by a wooden screen, and the three disappeared upstairs.
Suppose it had struck nine and the polls had closed, what right had he to keep McGaw from handing in his other bid? Around the tenements the interest was no less marked. Mr. Moriarty had sent the news of Tom's success ringing through O'Leary's, and Mrs.
Maybe I oughtn't tell ye, I've niver told anybody, but whin my Tom lay sick upstairs, McGaw come in one night, an' his own wife half dead with a blow he had given her, an' sat down in this very room, it was our kitchen then, an' he says, If your man don't git well, ye'll be broke. An' I says to him, 'Dan McGaw, if I live twelve months, Tom Grogan'll be a richer man than he is now. I was a-sittin' right here when I said it, wid a rag carpet on this floor, an' hardly any furniture in the room.
Nobody having seconded this motion, the chair did not put it. The fact was that every man was afraid to move. The majority of the trustees, who favored McGaw, were in the dark as to what effect Tom's death would have upon the bids.
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