[A Certain Rich Man by William Allen White]@TWC D-Link bookA Certain Rich Man CHAPTER XVII 10/25
They walked far up the stream and their conversation had consisted largely of "Watch out," "All right," "I see," "This is the best way." They loitered down a dark lane shaded by hedgerows until they came to a little wooden bridge and sat down.
Dolan looked at the stars, while a pipe and a cigar had burned out before Hendricks spoke, "Well, chatterbox ?" "I was bothered with a question of mistaken identity," replied Dolan. To the silence he answered: "Me myself.
I'm the man.
Do you happen to know who I am ?" Hendricks broke a splinter from the wood under him, and Dolan continued: "Of course you don't, and neither do I.For example, I go down into Union township before election and visit with the boys.
I bring a box of cigars and maybe a nip under the buggy seat, and maybe a few stray five-dollar bills for the lads that drive the wagons that haul the voters to the polls.
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