Naturally, I expected some sort of a welcome as ex-Senator David
Blount's son; but that doesn't seem to cut any figure at all."
Gantry's smile was inscrutable.
"The people with whom it cuts the largest figure will never let you know
anything about it. Just the same, your sonship is cutting a good bit of
ice, if you care to know it. I've met a number of men in the past few
days who have discovered that you are just about the brainiest thing
that ever escaped from the effete East and the law schools."
"Tommy-rot!" derided the brainy one.
"It's a fact. And they are prophesying all sorts of a roseate and
iridescent future for you. One might almost imagine that the prophets
are inspired by that kind of gratitude which is a lively sense of favors
to come."
"Oh, piffle! You know that is all nonsense!"
"Is it?" queried the railroad man, stressing the first word meaningly.
Then, shifting the point of attack: "You're mighty innocent, aren't
you, old man? But I think you might have told me. Goodness knows, I'm as
safe as a brick wall."
"Might have told you what?"
"That you are going to run for attorney-general against Dortscher."
"I couldn't very well tell you what I didn't know myself, Dick," was the
sober reply. "Who has been romancing to you?"
"It's all over town. Everybody's talking about it--talking a lot and
guessing a good deal more.
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