"
"Then I think that Mr. Waldemar and I will look the ground over.
Could we get you by telephone, sir, if necessary?"
"Any time up to seven o'clock."
"What do you think of the chance of their passing the bill over your
veto?" asked Waldemar.
"They are spending money as it has never been spent before," replied
Governor Arthur. "I'll admit to you, Waldemar, that if I could find
any legitimate method of calling Morrison off, I would not scruple
to use it. It is, of course, Morrison's money that we are
fighting."
"Possibly--er--that, too--er--might be done," drawled Average Jones.
The governor looked at him sharply. "After the Linder affair, Mr.
Jones," said he, "I would follow you far. Call my secretary at any
time, if you want me."
"Now to look over the line of parade," said Average Jones as he and
Waldemar emerged from the hotel.
Half an hour's ride brought them to the lively suburban city of
Harrisonia, gay with flags and bunting. From the railroad station,
where the guest of honor was to be met by the old coach, to the spot
where the civic statue awaited its unveiling at his hands, was about
half a mile along Harrison Avenue, the principal street.
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