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"Well, I suppose you know there's an anti-railroad feeling growing in that House, and that Redbrook has more influence with the farmers than any other man." "I didn't know anything about Mr. Redbrook's influence," said Austen. Mr. Tooting looked unconvinced. "Say, Aust, if anything's in the wind, I wish you'd let me know. I'll keep it quiet."
The sleigh flew on up the hill, but she turned once more to look behind her, and he still had his hat in his hand, the snowflakes falling on his bared head. Then he was aware that James Redbrook was gazing at him curiously. "That's Flint's daughter, ain't it?" inquired the member from Mercer. "Didn't callate you'd know her." Austen flushed. He felt exceedingly foolish, but an answer came to him.
You can't get a bill through that Legislature unless you go up to the Pelican and get permission of Hilary " Here Mr. Redbrook stopped abruptly, and glanced contritely at his companion. "I didn't mean to get goin' so," he said, "but sometimes I wish this American government'd never been started." "I often feel that way myself, Mr. Redbrook," said Austen. "I knowed you did.
Gentlemen, I regret to have to say, for obvious reasons, something which you all know, that my father is at the head of the Northeastern machine, which is the Republican party organization." There was a silence. "You went again' him, and we honour you for it, Austen," said Mr. Redbrook, at length. "I want to say," Austen continued, "that I have tried to look at things as Mr.
"Why, how be you, Austen?" he cried, extending a welcome hand; and, when Austen had told him his dilemma: "Come right along up to my lodgings. I live at the Widow Peasley's, and there's a vacant room next to mine." Austen accepted gratefully, and as they trudged through the storm up the hill, he inquired how legislative matters were progressing. Whereupon Mr. Redbrook unburdened himself.
He went into the entry and put on his overshoes and his coat, while James Redbrook regarded him with a curious mingling of pain and benevolence on his rugged face. "I won't press you now, Austen," he said, "but think on it. For God's sake, think on it." Outside, Austen paused in the snow once more, his brain awhirl with a strange exaltation the like of which he had never felt before.
And the leaders of the party protect the road from vindictive assaults on it like Gaylord's, and from scatterbrains and agitators like your friend Redbrook." Austen shook his head sadly as he gazed at his father. He had always recognized the futility of arguments, if argument on this point ever arose between them. "It's no use, Judge," he said.
Tooting, who makes it a point from time to time to reconnoitre, saunters halfway down-stairs and surveys the crowded rotunda from the landing. Thomas Gaylord beside that of Mr. Redbrook and other rural figures; he takes note of a quiet corner with a ring of chairs surrounded by scouts and outposts, although it requires a trained eye such as Mr.
I assure you," he added, smiling, "there was no self denial in my refusal." She gave him an appraising glance which he found at once enchanting and disconcerting. "You are one of those people, I think, who do not know their own value. If I were a man, and such men as Mr. Redbrook and Mr. That is what I meant. I have always thought of you as a man of force and a man of action.
Redbrook talked during breakfast, while Austen's answers may have been both intelligent and humorous. Mr. Redbrook, at least; gave no sign that they were not. He was aware that Mr. Redbrook was bringing arguments to bear on the matter of the meeting of the evening before, but he fended these lightly, while in spirit he flung a gem-studded bridle aver the neck of Pegasus.
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