To-night I think you will all agree with me that this
small token, not only of my own, but of your 'personal regard and
appreciation'" (here he opened the box and took from it a man's
ring set with three jewels), "should be given to the man who has
carried out in so thorough a way the part allotted to him in the
Corn Exchange, and who is none other than Mr. Garrison Minott, who
for--"
The rest of the sentence was lost in the uproar.
"Garry! Garry! Garry Minott!" came from all parts of the room.
"Bully for Garry! You deserve it, old man! Three cheers for Garry
Minott! Hip ... Hip ...!"
Morris's voice now dominated the room.
"Come this way, Mr. Minott."
The face of the young superintendent, which had been in a broad
laugh all the evening, grew white and red by turns. Out of pure
astonishment he could neither move nor speak.
"All right--stay where you are!" cried Morris laughing. "Pass it
up to him, please."
John Breen sprang from his chair with the alertness of a man who
had been accustomed to follow his impulse.
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