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Mr.
Hand
,
puzzled
,
astounded
,
scratching
his
round
head
,
slaps
a
heavy
hand
on
his
desk
.
"
Never
!
"
he
exclaims
.
"
Never
,
by
God
--
as
long
as
I
am
alive
and
in
Chicago
!
"
And
then
he
yields
.
Life
does
shifty
things
,
he
is
forced
to
reflect
in
a
most
puzzled
way
.
Never
would
he
have
believed
it
!
"
Schryhart
,
"
he
declared
to
Frankhauser
,
"
will
never
come
in
.
He
will
die
first
.
Poor
old
Timothy
--
if
he
were
alive
--
he
would
n't
either
.
"
"
Leave
Mr.
Schryhart
out
of
it
,
for
Heaven
's
sake
,
"
pleaded
Mr.
Frankhauser
,
a
genial
American
German
.
"
Have
n't
I
troubles
enough
?
"
Mr.
Schryhart
is
enraged
.
Never
!
never
!
never
!
He
will
sell
out
first
--
but
he
is
in
a
minority
,
and
Mr.
Frankhauser
,
for
Mr.
Fishel
or
Mr.
Haeckelheimer
,
will
gladly
take
his
holdings
.
Now
behold
in
the
autumn
of
1897
all
rival
Chicago
street-railway
lines
brought
to
Mr.
Cowperwood
on
a
platter
,
as
it
were
--
a
golden
platter
.
"
Ve
haff
it
fixed
,
"
confidentially
declared
Mr.
Gotloeb
to
Mr.
Cowperwood
,
over
an
excellent
dinner
in
the
sacred
precincts
of
the
Metropolitan
Club
in
New
York
.
Time
,
8.30
P.M.
Wine
--
sparkling
burgundy
.
"
A
telegram
come
shusst
to-day
from
Frankhauser
.
A
nice
man
dot
.
You
shouldt
meet
him
sometime
.
Hant
--
he
sells
out
his
stock
to
Frankhauser
.
Merrill
unt
Edward
Arneel
vork
vit
us
.
Ve
hantle
efferyt
'
ing
for
dem
.
Mr.
Fishel
vill
haff
his
friends
pick
up
all
de
local
shares
he
can
,
unt
mit
dees
tree
ve
control
de
board
.
Schryhart
iss
out
.
He
sess
he
vill
resign
.
Very
goot
.
I
do
n't
subbose
dot
vill
make
you
veep
any
.
It
all
hintges
now
on
vether
you
can
get
dot
fifty-year-franchise
ordinance
troo
de
city
council
or
not
.
Haeckelheimer
sess
he
prefers
you
to
all
utters
to
run
t
'
ings
.
He
vill
leef
everytink
positifely
in
your
hands
.
Frankhauser
sess
de
same
.
Vot
Haeckelheimer
sess
he
doess
.
Now
dere
you
are
.
It
's
up
to
you
.
I
vish
you
much
choy
.
It
is
no
small
chop
you
haff
,
beating
de
newspapers
,
unt
you
still
haff
Hant
unt
Schryhart
against
you
.
Mr.
Haeckelheimer
askt
me
to
pay
his
complimends
to
you
unt
to
say
vill
you
dine
vit
him
next
veek
,
or
may
he
dine
vit
you
--
vicheffer
iss
most
conveniend
.
So
.
"
In
the
mayor
's
chair
of
Chicago
at
this
time
sat
a
man
named
Walden
H.
Lucas
.
Aged
thirty-eight
,
he
was
politically
ambitious
.
He
had
the
elements
of
popularity
--
the
knack
or
luck
of
fixing
public
attention
.
A
fine
,
upstanding
,
healthy
young
buck
he
was
,
subtle
,
vigorous
,
a
cool
,
direct
,
practical
thinker
and
speaker
,
an
eager
enigmatic
dreamer
of
great
political
honors
to
come
,
anxious
to
play
his
cards
just
right
,
to
make
friends
,
to
be
the
pride
of
the
righteous
,
and
yet
the
not
too
uncompromising
foe
of
the
wicked
.
In
short
,
a
youthful
,
hopeful
Western
Machiavelli
,
and
one
who
could
,
if
he
chose
,
serve
the
cause
of
the
anti-Cowperwood
struggle
exceedingly
well
indeed
.
Cowperwood
,
disturbed
,
visits
the
mayor
in
his
office
.
"
Mr.
Lucas
,
what
is
it
you
personally
want
?
What
can
I
do
for
you
?
Is
it
future
political
preferment
you
are
after
?
"
