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"Certainly; come right into this room. No one will disturb us there." "Now, what can I do for you?" he said, as they sat down. "I want to talk to you about about religion," said Pill, with a little timid pause in his voice. Radbourn looked grave. "I'm afraid you've come to a dangerous man." "I want you to tell me what you think. I know you're a student.
The girl suddenly saw Bradley standing there, and called out, "Some one to see you, Mr. Radbourn!" Radbourn stopped the cylinder, and turned. "Ah, how do you do," he said, as if greeting a stranger. Bradley smiled in reply, knowing that Radbourn did not recognize him. "I'm very well. I don't suppose you remember me, but I'm Brad Talcott." Radbourn rose with great cordiality.
"Put on your hat and let's go outside," he said at length, and there was something in his voice that Bradley obeyed. Once on the outside Radbourn took his arm and they walked on up the street in silence for some distance. It was still, and clear, and frosty, and the stars burned overhead with many-colored brilliancy. "Now I know all about it, Talcott, and I know just about how you feel.
He really enjoyed the play more than he would have done in a dollar seat and consoled himself with the reflection that no one knew he was a Congressman, anyway. He told Radbourn at the station that he had enjoyed every moment of his stay. As the train drew out he looked back upon the city, and the great dome its centre, with a deep feeling of admiration, almost love.
"Recognition goes by favor on the floor of the House. We might go up to the capitol and look about," Radbourn suggested. They walked up the steps leading to the west front of the building. Everywhere the untrodden snow lay white and level. "This is the finest part of the whole thing," Radbourn remarked, as they reached the level of esplanade.
Rouse these people for one thing; preach discontent, a noble discontent." "It will only make them unhappy." "No, it won't; not if you show them the way out. If it does, it's better to be unhappy striving for higher things, like a man, than to be content in a wallow like swine." "But what is the way out?" This was sufficient to set Radbourn upon his hobby-horse.
He was really an able man, and would have been a success in almost anything he undertook; but his reading and thought, his easy intercourse with men like Bacon and Radbourn, had long since undermined any real faith in the current doctrine of retribution, and to-night, as he rode into the night, he was feeling it all and suffering it all, forced to acknowledge at last what had been long moving.
Lycurgus Banks swore when he saw Radbourn: "That cuss thinks he's ol' hell this morning. He don't earn his living. But he's just the kind of cuss to get holt of all the purty girls."
Seems as if the land had slid from under my feet. What am I to do?" "Say so," replied Radbourn, his eyes kindling. "Say so, and get out of it. There's nothing worse than staying where you are. What have you saved from the general land-slide?" Pill smiled a little. "I don't know." "Want me to cross-examine you and see, eh? Very well, here goes." He settled back with a smile.
They didn't enjoy it, but as Radbourn was not running for any office and was known to be a powerful thinker, they thought it best not to antagonize him. "I wonder if he intends the law?" asked Judge Brown. "I see what the Judge is driving at," Radbourn said quickly, "he thinks he can make a Democrat of him." The group laughed.
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