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Why should they complain? I'm doing more now than the Chicago City Railway. It's jealousy, that's all. If Schryhart or Merrill had asked for it, there would have been no complaint." McKenty called at the offices of the Chicago Trust Company to congratulate Cowperwood. "The boys did as I thought they would," he said.
As he talked his eye fixed McKenty steadily, almost innocently; and the latter, following him clearly, felt all the while that he was listening to a strange, able, dark, and very forceful man. There was no beating about the bush here, no squeamishness of spirit, and yet there was subtlety the kind McKenty liked.
Hand knew that Gilgan was sparring, and was glad to find his man canny and calculating. "I haven't asked you to come here just to be talking over politics in general, as you may imagine, Mr. Gilgan. I want to put a particular problem before you. Do you happen to know either Mr. McKenty or Mr. Cowperwood?" "I never met either of them to talk to," replied Gilgan. "I know Mr.
And he was satisfied, because of their previous relations, that his own interests would not be neglected. "Shall we go and see if we can find the ladies?" asked Cowperwood, jauntily, laying hold of the politician's arm. "To be sure," assented McKenty, gaily. "It's a fine house you have here beautiful. And your wife is as pretty a woman as I ever saw, if you'll pardon the familiarity."
They had offices, jobs, funds, a well-organized party system, the saloons, the dives, and those dark chambers where at late hours ballot-boxes are incontinently stuffed. Did Cowperwood share personally in all this? Not at all. Or McKenty? No.
The doings of the big fellow" he was referring to McKenty "with the other fellow in North Clark Street" Mr. Gilgan preferred to be a little enigmatic at times "are very much in the wind just now. You see how the papers stand. I happen to know where there's any quantity of money coming into the game from big financial quarters who have no use for this railroad man.
McKenty, I know that you are a practical man," went on Cowperwood, ignoring this interruption, "and so am I. I am not coming to you with any vague story concerning my troubles and expecting you to be interested as a matter of sympathy. I realize that to go into the city council of Chicago with a legitimate proposition is one thing. To get it passed and approved by the city authorities is another.
Chicago may get too uncomfortable for him. I know Mr. McKenty personally, but he is not the kind of man I care to do business with." Mr. Schryhart's method of negotiating at City Hall was through certain reputable but somewhat slow-going lawyers who were in the employ of the South Side company. They had never been able to reach Mr. McKenty at all. Ricketts echoed a hearty approval.
You weren't at that meeting last spring I was when he got up and preached us a sermon that would make your hair curl." And the editor proceeded to give a graphic account of the meeting in question. "Well," said McKenty, "I guess we can't touch the doctor. But 'Mexico, pshaw! we can keep 'Mexico' solid. We've got to. He knows too much. You've simply got to get after him."
On the other hand, there were ingrates, uncompromising or pharasaical religionists and reformers, plotting, scheming rivals, who found him deadly to contend with. There were many henchmen runners from an almost imperial throne to do his bidding. When Cowperwood and McKenty first met, it was on a spring evening at the latter's home.
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