"So, Sir, you are going to leave
us," said the landlord, with a smile which was intended probably as
a smile of triumph.
"Yes, sir," said the Senator. "It's about time, I guess, that I
should get back to London."
"I dare say it is, Sir," said the landlord. "I dare say you've seen
enough of Mr. Goarly by this time."
"That's as may be. I don't know whom I have the pleasure of
speaking to."
"My name is Runciman, Sir. I'm the landlord here."
"I hope I see you well, Mr. Runciman. I have about come to an end
of my business here."
"I dare say you have, sir. I should say so. Perhaps I might express
an opinion that you never came across a greater blackguard than
Goarly either in this country or your own."
"That's a strong opinion, Mr. Runciman."
"It's the general opinion here, sir. I should have thought you'd
found it out before this."
"I don't know that I am prepared at this moment to declare all that
I have found out"
"I thought you'd have been tired of it by this time, Mr. Gotobed."
"Tired of what?"
"Tired of the wrong side, sir."
"I don't know that I am on the wrong side. A man may be in the
right on one point even though his life isn't all that it ought to
be."
"That's true, sir; but if they told you all that they know up
street,"--and Runciman pointed to the part of the town in which
Bearside's office was situated,--"I should have thought you would
have understood who was going to win and who was going to lose.
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