"What are you doing here?" Lee demanded. The man advanced a step, with a
threatening whine.
"You wouldn't see me at your office, and I have come here, Lee. When are
you going to get me that appointment?"
Lee was one of New Haven's prominent politicians.
"I have told you that I can't do anything for you, Gaston!" he declared.
"But you said before the election that you'd git me a job!"
"I said nothing of the kind!"
"That's a lie!" the man addressed as Gaston fiercely asserted. "You
wouldn't see me at the office, so I've come here, and I want justice
done. You have been turning me away every day. I was right so long as I
could hustle votes for you, and now I'm dirt!"
"You are simply a lunatic."
"And you mean to put me in an asylum?" the man hissed.
"That is the appointment I'll get for you, Gaston, if you trouble me."
"I'll kill you!" Gaston snarled, drawing a knife. "That's what I have
made up my mind to do to you!"
"Stand aside, sir, and let me pass!" Lee commanded, though his voice was
shaky. "I shall have you arrested if you----"
For reply, the man leaped at Lee with a snarl like that of an enraged
dog.
"Loony as a locoed cowboy!" thought Badger. He was on the point of
rushing to Lee's assistance. But there was no need.
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