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You mean the campaign against Fleetwood. I understand there is to be a big row. Well, he and I are used to rows." Shackwell paused, surveying his cigar. "You knew the 'Spy' meant to lead the attack?" "Yes. I was offered a glimpse of the documents this afternoon." Shackwell started up. "You didn't refuse?" Mornway related the incident of Gregg's visit.
"Is that final, Governor?" "Quite final." "Well, good evening, then." SHACKWELL and the Governor sat over the evening embers. It was after ten o'clock, and the servant had carried away the coffee and liqueurs, leaving the two men to their cigars. Mornway had once more lapsed into his arm-chair, and sat with out-stretched feet, gazing comfortably at his friend.
He pulled himself silently into his coat and put the letter into one of its pockets, but as he was turning to the door the Governor called after him cheerfully: "By the way, Hadley, aren't you and Mrs. Shackwell giving a big dinner to-morrow?" Shackwell paused with a start. "I believe we are why?" "Because, if there is room for two more, my wife and I would like to be invited."
"What has happened?" she said. Shackwell began to speak, but the Governor interposed calmly: "Fleetwood has come to tell me that he does not wish to remain in office." "Ah!" she murmured. There was another silence. Fleetwood broke it by saying: "It is getting late. If you want to see me to-morrow " The Governor looked from his face to Ella's. "Yes; go now," he said.
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