Leave
the cost to me. My only answer is--Lily."
And again and again her only answer to them both was--Lily. She
told them her story, produced the girl herself and made her confirm
it, offered her as concrete example to be presented in a platform
campaign which might not end in talk alone--pleaded, argued, and
won.
"Madam, I, too, kiss your hands," said Carlisle at last; and did so.
An hour after that, she had laid out a campaign for her two agents,
and had arranged for the expenditure of an initial hundred thousand
dollars.
CHAPTER XXV
THE ARTFUL GENTLEMAN PROM KENTUCKY
It was dusk. Heavy shadows lay over the trees which lined the
curving walks leading across a little park to the stately white
house beyond. From that direction now appeared several gentlemen,
advancing in scattering groups. They might almost have been made
up of conspirators, so intent they seemed, so apprehensive lest
even their thoughts might be read. Two of them drew apart,--one of
these a slender bony man, the other a tall and dark man.
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