Nor was it at all
wonderful that after taking his seat he should have been placed in
charge of the village funds so far as the expenditures for
contract work went. The prestige of Morris's office settled all
doubts as to his fitness in construction; and the splendor of the
wedding--there could still be seen posted in the houses of the
workmen the newspaper cuts showing the bride and groom leaving the
church--silenced all opposition to "our fellow townsman's"
financial responsibility, even when that opposition was led by so
prominent a ward heeler as Mr. Patrick McGowan, who had planned to
get the position himself--and who became Garry's arch enemy
thereafter.
In these financial and political advancements Corinne helped but
little. None of the village people interested her, nor did she put
herself out in the least to be polite to them. Ruth had called and
had brought her hands full of roses--and so had her father. Garry
had continued to thank them both for their good word to the church
wardens--and he himself now and then spent an evening at
MacFarlane's house without Corinne, who generally pleaded illness;
but the little flame of friendship which had flashed after their
arrival in Corklesville had died down again.
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