Upon my word, you're a scream." And
the Colonel gave himself up to a sincerely hearty laugh. "You call it
a retainer," he continued presently, "but a grand jury might call it
something else. However," he went on after a slight pause, "you're
not in politics for your health; so let's get down to brass tacks.
How much do you want to deny the N.C.O. not only an extension of that
temporary franchise but also a permanent franchise when they apply
for it?"
Poundstone rose with great dignity. "Colonel Pennington, sir," he
said, "you insult me."
"Sit down. You've been insulted that way before now. Shall we say one
thousand dollars per each for your three good councilmen and true,
and for yourself that sedan of my niece's? It's a good car. Last
year's model, but only run about four thousand miles and in tiptop
condition. It's always had the best of care, and I imagine it will
please Mrs. P. immensely and grant you surcease from sorrow. Of
course, I will not give it to you. I'll sell it to you--five hundred
down upon the signing of the agreement, and in lieu of the cash, I
will take over that jitney Mrs. Poundstone finds so distasteful. Then
I will employ your son Henry as the attorney for the Laguna Grande
Lumber Company and give him a retainer of twenty-five hundred dollars
for one year.
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