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"Yes, Cowperwood is shrewd," was his comment. "Pritchard, our political man, says the ways of the City Hall are greased straight up to the mayor and McKenty, and that Cowperwood can have anything he wants at any time. Tom Dowling eats out of his hand, and you know what that means. Old General Van Sickle is working for him in some way.
"A likely lad, that," commented McKenty, succintly, when he heard it. "He'll do better than his father in one way, anyhow. He'll probably make more money." McKenty had seen old General MacDonald just once in his life, and liked him. "I should like to know what the General would think of that if he knew," commented Addison, who admired the old editor greatly.
"Time's agin ye. Leather pants goin' out of fashion," with a glance at the schapps which the editor delighted to wear. "People beginnin' to go to meetin' in this country." "I hear you're going yourself a little, 'Mexico," said McKenty, facetiously. "Mexico" turned his eyes slowly upon the Member. "Anything to say agin it?" "Not at all, 'Mexico, not at all.
However, in the midst of this uproar the goings to and fro of Gilgan, Edstrom, Kerrigan, and Tiernan were nor fully grasped. A more urbanely shifty pair than these latter were never seen. While fraternizing secretly with both Gilgan and Edstrom, laying out their political programme most neatly, they were at the same time conferring with Dowling, Duvanicki, even McKenty himself.
McKenty, Addison, Videra, and himself were planning the details of their defenses as carefully and effectively as possible.
This was just the thing, of course, that Cowperwood and McKenty were trying to avoid.
"Nominally, the Republican County Committee, if it's in charge; actually, the man or men who are leading the fight. In the case of the Democratic party it's John J. McKenty, and don't you forget it. In my district it's me, and no one else." Mr. Hand, slow, solid, almost obtuse at times, meditated under lowering brows.
Rambaud considered Cowperwood's proposition so sane and reasonable that he could not understand why there should be serious opposition, or why Cowperwood and McKenty should have to resort to such methods. However, the streets requisite for the loop were granted. The tunnel was leased for nine hundred and ninety-nine years at the nominal sum of five thousand dollars per year.
John J. McKenty as dictator of the city, if only the Republican party should come into power. Personally, Hand had far less sympathy with the polite moralistic efforts of men like Haguenin, Hyssop, and others, who were content to preach morality and strive to win by the efforts of the unco good, than he had with the cold political logic of a man like Cowperwood himself.
They were very much opposed to our entering the field in Cook County anywhere, as you may imagine, although we were not really crowding in on their field. Since then they have fought me with lawsuits, injunctions, and charges of bribery and conspiracy." "I know," put in Mr. McKenty. "I have heard something of it." "Quite so," replied Cowperwood.
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