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Lifted Masks; stories by Susan Glaspell
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country fellows, the men who elected him. Don't you see? At the end
of his administration the penitentiary, under you self-sustaining,
will have cost them a pretty penny. We've got him right square!"

The clock was close to twenty minutes of twelve, and he concluded
that he would go out and join some of his friends he could hear in
the other room. It would never do for him to go upstairs with a
long, serious face. He had had his day, and now Leyman was to have
his, and if the new Governor did better than the old one, then so
much the better for the State. As for the contracts, Leyman surely
must understand that there was a good deal of rough sailing on
political waters.

But it was not easy to leave the room. Walking to the window he
again stood there looking out across the snow, and once more he went
back now at the end of things to that day in the little red
schoolhouse which stood out as the beginning.

He was called back from that dreaming by the sight of three men
coming up the hill. He smiled faintly in anticipation of the things
Francis and the rest of them would say about the new Governor's
arriving on foot. Leyman had requested that the inaugural parade be
done away with--but one would suppose he would at least dignify the
occasion by arriving in a carriage. Francis would see that the
opposing papers handled it as a grand-stand play to the country
constituents.

And then, forgetful of Francis, and of the approaching ceremony, the
old man stood there by the window watching the young man who was
coming up to take his place. How firmly the new Governor walked!
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