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"Well," said the other, "the truth is that Wygant got cold feet before the election, and he came to Slattery and fixed it. I know that, for Slattery told me. We had him bluffed clean I don't think we'd ever have got in at all if it hadn't been for his money." "I see!" whispered the boy. "Oh, he's a smooth guy!" laughed the saloon keeper.
He wanted to pile boxes on the sidewalks in front of his warehouse, and he had come to Slattery and paid him two hundred dollars. "And Mr. Wygant!" exclaimed Samuel, as a sudden thought came to him. "Is it true that he is back of the organization?" "Good God!" laughed Callahan. "Did you hear him say that?" "Some one else told me," was the reply.
"Mr. Wygant?" echoed Samuel. "You mean Miss Gladys's father?" "Yes," said the doctor. "Do you know Miss Gladys?" "I have met her two or three times," said the boy. "They are parishioners of mine," remarked the other. And Samuel gave a start. "Why!" he exclaimed. "Then you you must be the rector of St. Matthew's." "Yes," was the reply. "Didn't you know that?" The boy was a little awed.
"Yes," he answered. "But you see, it's about flowers, and I was always interested in flowers." And again there was a pause; and then suddenly Miss Wygant flung a question at him "Samuel, why do you look at me like that?" Samuel was almost knocked over. "Why why " he gasped. "Miss Gladys! I don't !" "Ah!" she said, "but you do." Poor Samuel was in an agony of horror. "I I really " he stammered.
And suddenly Mr. Wygant rose to his feet. "This is quite too much," he said. "I must ask you to leave my house." "But, sir!" cried Samuel. "Not another word!" exclaimed the other. "Please leave the house!" And so the conversation came to an end. Samuel had had nothing to eat since morning, but he did not feel hungry. He was faint from grief and despair. To encounter a man of the world like Mr.
But just before he came to the bridge Mr. Wygant's automobile flashed past him; and so he turned and went back to the house. This time he went to the front door. "I am Samuel Prescott, from St. Matthew's Church," he said to the butler. "And I want to see Mr. Wygant upon important business." Mr. Wygant sat in a great armchair by one of the windows in his library.
"My brother-in-law has just been here, making a terrible disturbance. You have been defaming him among the congregation of the church!" "But, Dr. Vince!" cried Samuel, in amazement. "I have done nothing of the sort!" "But you must have! Everyone is talking about it!" "Doctor," said the boy solemnly, "you are mistaken. I went to see Mr. Wygant, as I told you I would.
Wygant told me himself that he had paid money to Slattery to get franchises!" And then Mr. Wygant came into the controversy. "WHAT!" he shouted. "Why, of course you did!" cried Samuel in amazement. "Didn't you tell me this very afternoon?" "I told you nothing of the sort!" declared the man. "You told me everybody did it that there was no way to help doing it.
"And in spite of the wicked life that he's leading, sir!" "What!" "Yes, Mr. Wygant he's drinking, and going with bad women. And yet he is my superior." "Ahem!" said Mr. Wygant. "Isn't it simply that he has got a lot of money?" pursued Samuel relentlessly. Mr. Wygant did not reply. "And isn't my 'place' simply the fact that I haven't any money at all?" Again there was no reply.
What has this money scramble to do with the teaching of Jesus?" And then Samuel saw that he had overstepped the mark. "Really, young man," said Mr. Wygant, "I cannot see what is to be gained by pursuing this conversation." "But, sir, you are degrading the church!" "The subject must be dropped!" said Mr. Wygant sternly. "You are presuming upon my good nature. You are forgetting your place."
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