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"It looks as if we were going to win the election," said Uncle John in a pleased voice. "If Hopkins was driven to such methods as stuffing ballot-boxes, he must know very well he's defeated." "He acknowledged it to Dr. Squiers." said Patsy, gaily. "We have eighteen sure majority, and perhaps more." "It's likely to be more," predicted Uncle John.
Conger awards unstinted praise, the British legation was made a veritable fortress. The British minister, Sir Claude MacDonald, was chosen general commander of the defense, with the secretary of the American legation, Mr. E. G. Squiers, as chief of staff.
"The dentist will know what to do." So James drove Patsy to town, where they arrived about nine o'clock this Monday morning. The only dentist at Elmwood was Dr. Squiers, so the girl ran up the flight of stairs to his office, which was located over the hardware store. The pain had eased on the journey, and now the thought of having the offending tooth pulled was weighing heavily upon Patsy's mind.
"A girl of her character, sensitive to a fault, would be greatly shocked to find the man she loved a criminal." "It was for her sake." "That is a poor excuse. If you had waited Lucy would have proved her innocence." "They threatened to arrest her, sir. It would have killed her." "They wouldn't dare arrest her on suspicion." "The Squierses would dare do anything. You don't know old Mrs. Squiers."
As the two men angrily faced each other they could not think of any gentle words to say, and Dr. Squiers became so excited by the other's reproaches that he indulged in careless gestures. One of these gestures bumped against the Honorable Erastus's right eye with such force that the eye was badly injured.
Marshall gave him a quick look. "Who are you, sir?" he asked. "John Burke, a detective." The manager hesitated a moment. "Come in, Mr. Burke," he said. "I represent the Forbes interests," said the detective, seating himself in the private office, "and it has come to our notice that Dr. Squiers has permitted sixty-six fraudulent registrations to be entered on the books.
All you need do is to add these sixty-six names to the registration list, and then we'll vote 'em without opposition and win out." Patsy gave a gasp, which she tried to stifle. The toothache was all forgotten. "Where are these men?" inquired Dr. Squiers, thoughtfully. "They're over at the mill.
"That is an excellent plan, and would be very effective in determining the manager to abandon the plot." "I'll go and see Hopkins myself," announced Uncle John. "I know how to manage men of his sort." "Very good," approved the lawyer, "and I'll see Squiers."
"Who?" inquired the patriarch, stepping out on the porch and eyeing the newcomer, the while he held the lamp down so as to get a good look. "Billy Squiers!" he exclaimed when he saw who it was. "Mr. Morton, I'll not take this man into my house. I know him. He's a drunkard and a liar. No man has robbed him. This is all a pretense, and I want you to take him away from here. Put him in the hotel.
Of course I'm paying for all this expense," acknowledged Mr. Hopkins, somewhat regretfully. "And do you suppose these sixty-six votes will turn the scale?" asked Dr. Squiers. "They're sure to. We finished the last canvass yesterday, and according to our figures Forbes has about eighteen votes the best of us.
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