"
"I think my business is fully as important as that," said Quincy, "it
relates to your appointment as postmaster."
"Oh, you've got a hand in that, have yer?" asked Strout, an angry flush
suffusing his face.
"I have both hands in it," replied Quincy imperturbably, "and it rests
with you entirely whether I keep hold or let go."
"Wall," said Strout, looking at his watch, "I kin spare you half an
hour, if it will be as great an accommodation to yer as yer seem to
think it will."
And he followed Quincy upstairs to the latter's room.
CHAPTER XXX.
A SETTLEMENT.
When they entered the room Quincy motioned Strout to a chair, which he
took. He then closed the door and, taking a cigar case from his pocket,
offered a cigar to Strout, which the latter refused. Quincy then lighted
a cigar and, throwing himself into an armchair in a comfortable
position, looked straight at the Professor, who returned his gaze
defiantly, and said:
"Mr. Strout, there is an open account of some two month's standing
between us, and I have asked you to come up here to-day, because I think
it is time for a settlement"
"I don't owe you nuthin'," said Strout, doggedly.
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