Elder Conklin and Other Stories by Frank Harris
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Mr. Hutchings, brought to himself by the sudden interrogation, hesitated, and decided to temporize. He could always refuse to join forces, and Gulmore might "give himself away." He answered: "I don't quite see what you mean. How are we to join?" "By both of us givin' somethin'." "What am I to give?" "Withdraw your candidature for Mayor as a Democrat." "I can't do that." "Jest hear me out. The city has advertised for tenders for a new Court House and a new Town Hall. The one building should cover both, and be near the middle of the business part. That's so--ain't it? Well, land's hard to get anywhere there, and I've the best lots in the town. I guess" (carelessly) "the contract will run to a million dollars; that should mean two hundred thousand dollars to some one. It's like this, Hutchin's: Would you rather come in with me and make a joint tender, or run for Mayor and be beaten?" Mr. Hutchings started. Ten years before the proposal would have won him. But now his children were provided for----all except Joe, and his position as Counsel to the Union Pacific Railroad lifted him above pecuniary anxieties. Then the thought of the Professor and May came to him--No! he wouldn't sell himself. But in some strange way the |
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