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"Oh, do!" she exclaimed, warmly. "It would be so kind. I am practically alone in the world. Perhaps you play cards. I know how to make a most wonderful punch. I should like you to see how cozily I am settled." At this Mr. Sluss, now completely in tow of his principal weakness, capitulated. "I will," he said, "I surely will. And that sooner than you expect, perhaps.
"One thing that I think could be done," he said to Cowperwood one day in a very confidential conference, "would be to have a look into the the shall I say the heart affairs of the Hon. Chaffee Thayer Sluss." Mr. Avery's cat-like eyes gleamed sardonically.
Why not confer with them occasionally? not publicly, of course, but in some less conspicuous way. You will find both of them most helpful." Cowperwood smiled encouragingly, quite beneficently, and Chaffee Thayer Sluss, his political hopes gone glimmering, sat and mused for a few moments in a sad and helpless quandary. "Very well," he said, at last, rubbing his hands feverishly.
At parting she turned a very melting gaze upon him, and at once he decided that if he could he would find her something. She was the most fascinating applicant that had yet appeared. The end of Chaffee Thayer Sluss was not far distant after this. Mrs.
Avery's lower lip covering the upper one, and then down again "and it does not behoove any of us to be too severely ethical and self-righteous. Mr. Sluss is a well-meaning man, but a trifle sentimental, as I take it." As Mr. Avery paused Cowperwood merely contemplated him, amused no less by his personal appearance than by his suggestion.
Sluss," replied Cowperwood, cheerfully. "I will not come to your office. But unless you come to mine before five o'clock this afternoon you will face by noon to-morrow a suit for breach of promise, and your letters to Mrs. Brandon will be given to the public. I wish to remind you that an election is coming on, and that Chicago favors a mayor who is privately moral as well as publicly so.
Sluss was rather beside himself at the thought that this charming baggage of femininity, having come so close for the minute, was now passing on and might disappear entirely. By a great effort of daring, as they walked toward the door, he managed to say: "I shall have to look into that little place of yours sometime and see how you are getting along. I live up that way myself."
"Just a moment, please, Mr. Mayor," replied Cowperwood, still very sweetly, and fearing that Sluss might choose to hang up the receiver, so superior was his tone. "There may be some common ground of which you do not know. Wouldn't you like to come to lunch at my residence or receive me at yours? Or let me come to your office and talk this matter over.
Because of all these things his ability, such as it was, his pliability, and his thoroughly respectable savor he had been slated as candidate for mayor on the Republican ticket, which had subsequently been elected. Cowperwood was well aware, from remarks made in the previous campaign, of the derogatory attitude of Mayor Sluss. Already he had discussed it in a conversation with the Hon.
A man like that can do a good deal." "I may be able to arrange for that," replied Cowperwood. "Perhaps Mr. Sluss can be reached. It may be that he isn't as opposed to me as he thinks he is. You never can tell." The New Administration Oliver Marchbanks, the youthful fox to whom Stimson had assigned the task of trapping Mr.
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