A bit of an old man's weakness; perhaps that was it. A
little eccentric, eh?"
The driver had opened the carriage door.
"I believe I understand, sir. I do now. And I'm sorry."
The remark was a bit cryptic, but the General understood.
"And you'll appreciate better what this means to me when you are as old
as I. But that's the last of talk like this, my boy. There's one more
fight still in me. We'll just go ahead and find out how much honesty is
left in this State--and you shall help me hunt for it, for old eyes need
the help of young ones, and I'm going outside the politicians to find
honesty."
He led the way across the pavement to a side door of the hotel.
"We'll go in this way, quietly," he said. "I haven't any appetite for
that kind of a stew just yet."
CHAPTER XV
SITTING IN FOR THE DEAL
On the second floor of the hotel Thelismer Thornton was pacing the
corridor, hands behind his back, puffing his cigar. He was paying no
heed to the men who were streaming past him in both directions, going
and coming from the rooms of the candidates.
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