XIII. FURNITURE AND FAMILY
XIV. THE PRESIDENT TAKES A HAND
XV. "I PLUCKED THE ROSE, IMPATIENT OF DELAY"
XVI. THE BLINDNESS OF THE BISHOP
XVII. CONDITIONS
XVIII. "TWO SISTER VESSELS"
XIX. FATHER AND DAUGHTER
XX. "PUNISHMENT, THOUGH LAME OF FOOT"
XXI. THE MAYOR FINDS HIMSELF AT LAST




THE MAYOR OF WARWICK


CHAPTER I

THE MEETING IN THE MAPLE WALK

St George's Hall, situated on a high hill overlooking the city of
Warwick, was still silent and tenantless, though the long vacation was
drawing to a close. To a stranger passing that way for the first time,
the building and the surrounding country would doubtless have suggested
the old England rather than the new. There was something mediaeval in
the massive, castellated tower that carried the eye upward past the
great, arched doorway, the thin, deep-set windows, the leaded eaves and
grinning gargoyles, into the cool sky of the September morning.

The stranger, were he rich in good traditions, would pause in