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I welcomed any interruption, even though the visitor proved to be only the druggist's boy; and there was always the possibility of a telegram announcing, for instance, the death of a relative. Such had once been the case when my Uncle Avery Paret had died in New York, and I was taken out of school for a blissful four days for the funeral.
He, at any rate, did not seem surprised to see me here, he greeted me with respectful cordiality and led me, as a favoured guest, through the big drawing-room into the salon. "Mr. Paret, Madam!" Nancy, rose quickly from the low chair where she sat cutting the pages of a French novel. "Hugh!" she exclaimed. "I'm out if anyone calls. Bring tea," she added to the man, who retired.
Gradually, like the smoke that settled down on our city until we lived in darkness at midday, the horror of what Bitter had told me began to pervade my mind, until I was in a state of terror. Had I, Hugh Paret, fallen to this, that I could stand by consenting to an act which was worse than assassination? Was any cause worth it? Could any cause survive it?
Berringer, also a director, on the bonds and preferred stock he sold. Mr. Paret, who entered both companies on the ground floor, likewise got fees. Everybody was satisfied except the trouble makers, who were ignored. In short, the episode of the Riverside Franchise is a triumphant proof of the contention that business men are the best fitted to conduct the politics of their country.
Monahan disappeared, but presently returned to whisper: "Sure, he'll see you," to lead the way through the swinging doors and up a dark stairway. I came suddenly on a room in the greatest disorder, its tables and chairs piled high with newspapers and letters, its windows streaked with soot. From an open door on its farther side issued a voice. "Is that you, Mr. Paret? Come in here."
"Why, Hugh," she exclaimed in dismay, "it's as big as as big as the White House!" "Not quite," I answered, laughing with Archie. "We may as well take our ease in our old age." "Take our ease!" echoed Maude. "We'll rattle 'round in it. I'll never get used to it." "After a month, Mrs. Paret, I'll wager you'll be wondering how you ever got along without it," said Archie.
"Hello, Paret," he said "how is that telephone business getting along?" "Is Dickinson in?" I asked. Tallant nodded. We went through the cool bank, with its shining brass and red mahogany, its tiled floor, its busy tellers attending to files of clients, to the president's sanctum in the rear.
"No, I'll be glad to go, Mr. Paret," she said quietly. "He's doing more harm than we thought," I remarked, after a moment. "I've known him for a good many years. He's clever. He's sowing seeds of discontent, starting trouble that will be very serious unless it is headed off." Miss McCoy made no comment....
Hutchins looked at his watch as does a man accustomed to live by it. "If you'll excuse me, Mr. Paret, I have something important to attend to. Perhaps Mr. Paret would like to look about the grounds?" He addressed his daughter. I said I should be delighted, though I had no idea what grounds were meant.
"Sit down, sit down, Paret," he said. "What do you hear from the Senator?" I sat down, and gave him the news of Mr. Watling. He seemed, as usual, distrait, betraying no curiosity as to the object of my call, his lean, brown fingers playing with the newspapers on his lap.
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