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Updated: June 17, 2025
"They would satisfy an investigation committee of imps, or other experts." The editor thought for a minute and Eliph' looked at him and smiled, gently combing his whiskers with his fingers. "That's all right," said the editor. "That lets Miss Sally out, and it may satisfy Skinner, but it don't do away with the bribery. Mayor Stitz was bribed and he admits it. He says he was, and he brags about it.
Whenever Stitz and his council passed an ordinance someone complained, and upbraided him; he saw now why this was; they had not used the approved system. But the Colonel still frowned. "Well, what how much do you want?" he asked. Mayor Stitz turned up his innocent face and smiled blandly again. "That makes not!" he exclaimed.
That makes me a revenge on Skinner for such a klop on the head, yes?" He adjusted the shoe on his knee, and began to sew again. "Yes," he said, "I am glad I make that joke on Skinner. What was it?" "Come now!" said T. J. "Don't pretend such innocence, Stitz. Don't try to fool ME. You knew all the time that those fire-extinguishers were nothing but lung-testers."
He smiled broadly at the Colonel, and then nodded. "For how much you graft me?" he asked blandly. "What?" asked the Colonel. "Graft me," repeated Mayor Stitz. "I say for how much you will graft me when I shall pass one such ordinance my council through?" "What's that?" asked the Colonel, puzzled. "For how much you will make me one graft?" Mayor Stitz repeated slowly. "Graft! Graft!
Never had he appeared smarter than when he went out of the gateless opening in Doc Weaver's fence, and turned his face toward Miss Sally's home. His way led him pas the mayor's little car, where Stitz was on his platform smoking and evening pipe. The mayor halted him with a motion of his pipe stem. "Mister Hewlitt," he said, "you know too that joke, yes?
He knew Stitz, the mayor, and he knew that Stitz had full control of the city council. What Stitz told it to do the city council did, and the Colonel believed he had a right to dictate what Stitz should tell it, for he had suggested the name of Stitz as candidate for mayor, and, with Skinner, had helped elect him. He went at once to the mayor, and laid the case before him.
He, too, went to see Stitz, and had a long and confidential talk with him, first frightening him until he was in a collapse, and then offering him immunity and safety, and at length leaving him in a perspiration of gratitude.
About those lung-testers was not fire-extinguishers?" "That's all right," said Eliph', seeking to pass on, "It is all fixed up now. They ARE fire-extinguishers." "Such a fool business on Skinner," said the mayor with enjoyment. "And on Stitz, too. I thinks me I am the boss grafter, and I ain't!" He chuckled. "No-o!" he said cheerfully.
It had not been a very good car when it left the shops before it made its first trip, and the ten years of running off the track and being boosted on again had not improved it much. It was in pretty bad shape when Stitz picked it up for eighteen dollars, and it had deteriorated greatly since it had been doing duty as a cobbler's shop, but Stitz liked it.
He turned and walked slowly back to his car, pulled the awl out of the door, and went inside. The editor moved away from the window. He seated himself at his desk and leaned his head on his arms and thought. "Headache?" asked Eliph'. "No," said the editor, lifting his head. "I'm trying to think this thing out. Guthrie is in it, and Skinner must be in it, and Stitz.
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