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Updated: June 12, 2025
The Governor rose, with a gesture toward the window, through which, below the slope of the Capitol grounds, the roofs and steeples of the city spread their smoky mass to the mild air. "Of all that is left," he said. "Of everything except Fleetwood and myself." "Ah " Shackwell murmured. Mornway turned back and sank into his seat. "Don't you see that was all I had to turn to?
It amounted to this that just after her husband's first election, when Fleetwood's claims for the Attorney-Generalship were being vainly pressed by a group of his political backers, Mrs. Mornway had chanced to sit next to him once or twice at dinner. One day, on the strength of these meetings, he had called and asked her frankly if she would not help him with her husband.
How can I, in heaven's name, when I don't understand the situation? "The situation the situation?" Mornway repeated slowly. "Whose? His or mine? I don't either I haven't had time to think of them." "What on earth have you been thinking of then?"
Mornway gave you the same advice this afternoon." "Well, what of that? Do you imagine that my wife distrib " The Governor broke off with an exasperated laugh. Shackwell, leaning against the mantelpiece, looked down into the embers. "I didn't say the 'Spy' meant to accuse you of having sold the office." Mornway stood up slowly, his eyes on his friend's averted face.
The private issues of the affair were still wrapped in mystery to him, but he had never had a moment's doubt as to its public solution, and he had no difficulty in conjecturing the nature of the service he was to render. His heart ached for Mornway, but he was glad the inevitable step was to be taken without further delay.
"You have misinterpreted my wife's interest in your family. Mrs. Mornway has nothing to do with the distribution of Government offices." The Governor broke off, annoyed to find himself asseverating for the second time so obvious a fact. There was a moment's silence; then Gregg said, still in a perfectly equable tone: "You've always been hard on me, Governor, but I don't bear malice.
He was in evening dress, scrupulously appointed, but pale and nervous. Of the two men, it was Mornway who was the more composed. "I thought I should have seen you before this," he said. Fleetwood returned his grasp and shook hands with Shackwell. "I knew you needed to be let alone. I didn't mean to come to-night, but I wanted to say a word to you."
"Yes, and to ask me to do something for Ashford." "Ah on account of Jack. What does she want for him?" The Governor laughed. "She said you were in her confidence that you were backing her up. She seemed to think your support would ensure her success." Mrs. Mornway smiled; her smile, always full of delicate implications, seemed to caress her husband while it gently mocked his sister. "Poor Grace!
She helped Mornway in his fight for the Governorship as a man likes to be helped by a woman by her tact, her good looks, her memory for faces, her knack of saying the right thing to the right person, and her capacity for obscure hard work in the background of his public activity. But, above all, she helped him by making his private life smooth and harmonious.
He relieved himself of his overcoat without speaking, and when he turned again toward Mornway he was surprised to find the latter watching him with a smile. "It's good to see you, Hadley," the Governor said. "I waited to be sent for; I knew you'd let me know when you wanted me," Shackwell replied. "I didn't send for you on purpose.
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