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He had no need to mention Mr. Worthington's name, or specify the nature of his obligations to that gentleman. In that hour Jonathan Hill rose high in the respect of Brampton, and some pressed into the aisle to congratulate him on his way back to his seat. Not a few were grateful to him for another reason.
Worthington's feelings after Cynthia left him, although they were intense enough, and absorbing and far-reaching enough. He sat down on a chair and buried his head in his hands. His impulse had been to leave the house and return again on the morrow, but he remembered that he had been asked to stay for supper, and that such a proceeding would cause comment.
Worthington's features harmonized perfectly with this costume those of a successful, ambitious man who followed custom and convention blindly; clean-shaven, save for reddish chops, blue eyes of extreme keenness, and thin-upped mouth which had been tightening year by year as the output of the Worthington Minx increased. "Well, sir," he said sharply, "what can I do for you?"
"I should have told you, Miss Lucretia," she faltered. "If I could have married him, it would have been easier." "Why can't you marry him?" demanded Miss Lucretia, sharply to hide her own emotion. "His name," said Cynthia, "is Bob Worthington:" "Isaac Worthington's son?" "Yes." Another silence, Miss Lucretia being utterly unable to say anything for a space. "Is he a good man?"
Worthington's own ideas, from his confidential instructions to me." Conscious that he was now environed in the house of his enemies, Randall Clayton sat for some time there, silently pondering the suddenness of a proposal which affected his whole future career. "You are wanted as general superintendent of all of our Western ranches. Headquarters at Cheyenne.
It was now a connecting link; and its president, the first citizen of Brampton, a man of no small importance in the state. This fact was not lost upon Jethro, who perceived clearly enough the fight for consolidation that was coming in the next Legislature. And Worthington's first move in the game would be to attempt to capture for his faction the support of the Administration itself.
There came no answer to his troubled mind as he sat there, alone, despising Ferris and doubting even Worthington's candor. He had revolved several future plans of action in his mind before reaching the vitreous substratum of the generous high-ball. His first indignant impulse was to give up the joint apartment in a fortnight.
"Yes, Worthington's bought it, and he instigated the article, of course. I've been afraid of this for a long time, Carry," said Mr. Merrill, pacing up and down. "There's a bigger fight than they've ever had coming on up there, and this is the first gun. Worthington, with Duncan behind him, is trying to get possession of and consolidate all the railroads in the western part of that state.
Worthington's views as to your successor." Wade pushed over a telegraph blank. "Just write out your telegram, and I will send it on at once. You will accept, of course." Randall Clayton had schooled himself since Jack Witherspoon's departure in every defensive measure against the secret plotters. And so his voice was suave and measured as he simply said, "I think, Mr.
Dodd, breathlessly. He would have gone on to exculpate himself, but Mr. Worthington's inexorable finger was pointing at the door. "If you are a friend of mine," said that gentleman, "and if you have any regard for the fair name of this town, you will do so at once." Mr. Dodd departed precipitately, and Mr.
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