Why?"
"Nothing; only, I do not blame you."
"What's all this leading to?" frowning.
"Heaven knows! But I feel sentimental this morning. There is so much
beauty surrounding me that I feel impelled to voice my appreciation of
it."
"There is no remedy, I suppose."
"None, save the agony of extemporization."
"I have never heard you talk like this before. What IS the matter?"
"Perhaps it is the exhilaration I feel for the coming fight. Would you
like to see me mayor?"
"Indeed I should. Think of the circus tickets you'd have to give away
each year! You know they always give the mayor a handful for his
personal use. No, Mr. Warrington, I shall be very proud of you when
you are mayor."
"What's the matter with your calling me Richard or Dick?"
"We must not advance too suddenly."
"Is there anything the matter with the name?"
"Oh, no; Richard is quite musical in its way. But I am always thinking
of the humpbacked king. If I called you anything it would be Dick."
"Richard was not humpbacked. Moreover, he was a valiant king, greatly
maligned by Mr. Shakespeare."
"I see that I shall not dare argue with you on the subject; but we can
not banish on so short a notice the early impressions of childhood.
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