"Always leave "em laughing when you say good-by!" Morrison advised the chap whom he was manhandling. He held the fellow over the edge of the plinth by the collar and dropped him, wilted and whimpering, into the waiting arms of the appreciative Lanigan. "Dry his eyes, Joe, and wipe his nose, and see that he gets started for home all right."
Morrison stood straight and secured a hearing after a time. "Boys, those of you who are in the right mind--and I hope all of you are that way now, after a good laugh--I"ve given you a sample of how to handle the Bolshevist blatherskites when you come across "em in this country. Look around and if you find any more of "em in the crowd go ahead and dose "em with dingbats! Fine remedy for childish folly! I reckon all of us have found out that much for ourselves in the old days. I won"t keep you standing in the cold here any longer. Good night!"
He leaped down on to the porch and went into the State House.
General Totten was near the big door.
The men outside were guffawing again.
Morrison was dusting his palms with the air of a man who had finished a rather unpleasant job. "Do you hear "em, Totten? Sounds better than howls of a crowd bored by machine-gun bullets, eh? How much chance do you think there is of starting a civil war among men who are laughing like that?"
XIX
LANA CORSON HAS HER DOUBTS
The chief of police had distributed his officers to posts of duty and was patrolling the rotunda.
He saluted the mayor when Morrison came hurrying in through the main entrance.
"All is fine, Chief! I thank you for your work. I don"t look for anything out of the way, after this. But keep your men on till further orders."
At the foot of the grand stairway Stewart"s self-possession left him.
Lana Corson was standing half-way up the stairs. Her furs were thrown back, revealing her festival attire. Her beauty was heightened by the flush on her cheeks and by the vivid animation in her luminous eyes.
He paused for a moment, his gaze meeting hers, and then he hastened to her.
"How did it happen--that you"re here, Lana?"
"I"m here--let that be an answer for now. But this, Stewart--this what I have been seeing and hearing! Does it mean what it seems to mean?"
"I"ll have to admit that I don"t know exactly how it does show up from the side-lines. Suppose you say!"
"I heard you talk to General Totten. I heard you talk to that mob. I saw what you did. But I heard you give all the credit to my father." She searched Stewart"s face with more earnest stare. "You have saved the state from disgracing itself, haven"t you? Isn"t that what you have done--you yourself?"
"Oh, nonsense! Tell me! How did you get in and who came with you?"
"I"m here alone, Stewart, and it"s of no importance how I got in. The question I have asked you is the important one just now."
Her insistence was disconcerting; he had not recovered from the astonishment of the sudden meeting; he felt that he ought to lie to that daughter, in the interests of her family pride, but he was conscious of his inability to lie glibly just then.
"Where is your car?"
"Waiting for me in the little park."
"Lana, there"ll be no more excitement here--not a bit. Nothing to see!
Suppose you allow me to take you to the car. Come!" He put out his arm.
"Certainly not! Not till I see my father! He is in danger!"
"I a.s.sure you he is not. I left him with the Governor only a few minutes ago, and the Senator was never better in his life--nor safer!" In spite of his best endeavor to be consolatory and matter-of-fact he was not able to keep a certain significance out of his tone.
From where she stood she could look across the rotunda and down into the square. The glare of the lights made all movements visible. The crowd was melting away.
"Stewart, brains and tact have accomplished wonders here to-night. I want to know all the truth. Why shouldn"t you be as candid to me as you seemed to be with those men when you were talking to them? I want to give my grat.i.tude to somebody! The name of our good state has been kept clean.
You"re not fair to me if you leave me in the dark any longer."
"I did my little bit, that"s all! I"m only one of the cogs!"
"I know how I"ll make you tell. I propose to give you all the credit. And I never knew you to keep anything that didn"t belong to you."
"Now you"re not fair yourself, Lana! We just put our heads together--the whole of us--that"s all! Put our heads together! You know! As men will!"
His stammering eagerness did not satisfy her feminine penetration. Her daughterly interest in the Senator"s political standing was stirred as she reflected.
"My father is down here to see that his fences are in good shape," she declared, with true Washington sapience. "I think it was his duty and privilege to step out there and make the speech. I"m surprised because he let such an opportunity slip. With all due respect to the mayor of Marion, you were not at all dignified, Stewart. They laughed at you--and I didn"t blame them!"
"I can"t blame "em, either," he confessed. "I--I--I guess I lost my head.
I"m not used to making speeches. I have made two since supper, and both of "em have seemed to stir up a lot of trouble for me."
"I think, myself, that you"re rather unfortunate as a speechmaker," she returned, dryly. "I suppose you"re going back to report to father. I"ll go with you." In her manner there was implied promise that she would proceed to learn more definitely in what quarters her especial grat.i.tude ought to be expended.
"Lana," he urged, "I wish you"d go home and wait for your talk with your father when he comes. He"ll be coming right along. I"ll see that he does.
There"s nothing--not much of anything to keep him here. But I need to have a little private confab with him."
"So private that I mustn"t listen? I hope that we"re still old friends, Stewart, you and I, though your att.i.tude in regard to father"s affairs has made all else between us impossible."
He did not pursue the topic she had broached. There was a certain finality about her deliverance of the statement, a decisiveness that afforded no hint that she would consider any compromise or reconsideration. His face was very grave. "I have a little business--a few loose ends to take up with the Senator. Once more I beg that you will defer--"
"I will go with you to the Executive Chamber. I"ll be grateful for your escort. If you don"t care to have me go along with you, I can easily find my way there alone."
Her manner left no opportunity for further appeal.
He bowed. He did not offer his arm. They walked together up the stairway.
With side-glances she surveyed his countenance wonderingly; in his expression true distress was mingled with apprehensiveness. He had the air of an unwilling guide detailed to conduct an unsuspecting innocent to be shocked by the revelations of a chamber of horrors; she put it that way to herself in jesting hyperbole.
The newspaper men, who had followed Mayor Morrison into the State House, had been holding aloof, politely, from a conference which seemed to have no bearing on the political situation. They hurried behind and overtook Stewart and the young lady at the head of the stairway; their spokesman asked for a statement.
"I made it! Out there a few minutes ago! Boys, you heard what I said, didn"t you?"
"Yes."
"Well, I talked more than I intended to! Boil it down to a few lines and let it go at that!"
"We want to get the matter just right, Mister Mayor, and give credit where it"s due."