The Auction Block. Rex Beach

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      Published by Good Press, 2021

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Table of Contents

       CHAPTER I

       CHAPTER II

       CHAPTER III

       CHAPTER IV

       CHAPTER V

       CHAPTER VI

       CHAPTER VII

       CHAPTER VIII

       CHAPTER IX

       CHAPTER X

       CHAPTER XI

       CHAPTER XII

       CHAPTER XIII

       CHAPTER XIV

       CHAPTER XV

       CHAPTER XVI

       CHAPTER XVII

       CHAPTER XVIII

       CHAPTER XIX

       CHAPTER XX

       CHAPTER XXI

       CHAPTER XXII

       CHAPTER XXIII

       CHAPTER XXIV

       CHAPTER XXV

       CHAPTER XXVI

       CHAPTER XXVII

       CHAPTER XXVIII

       CHAPTER XXIX

CHAPTER I

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      Peter Knight flung himself into the decrepit arm-chair beside the center-table and growled:

      "Isn't that just my luck? And me a Democrat for twenty years. There's nothing in politics, Jimmy."

      His son James smiled crookedly, with a languid tolerance bespeaking amusement and contempt. James prided himself upon his forbearance, and it was rarely indeed that he betrayed more than a hint of the superiority which he felt toward his parent.

      "Politics is all right, provided you're a good picker," he said, with all the assurance of twenty-two, "but you fell off the wrong side of the fence, and you're sore."

      "Of course I am. Wouldn't anybody be sore?"

      "These country towns always go in for the reform stuff, every so often.

       If you'd listen to me and—"

      His father interrupted harshly: "Now, cut that out. I don't want to go to New York, and I won't." Peter Knight tried to look forceful, but the expression did not fit his weak, complacent features. He was a plump man with red cheeks rounded by habitual good humor; his chin was short, and beneath it were other chins, distended and sagging as if from the weight of chuckles within. When he had succeeded in fixing a look of determination upon his countenance the result was an artificial scowl and a palpably false pout. Wearing such a front, he continued: "When I say 'no' I mean it, and the subject is closed. I like Vale, I know everybody here, and everybody knows me."

      "That's why it's time to move," said Jim, with another unpleasant curl of his lip. "As long as they didn't know you you got past. But you'll never hold another office."

      "Indeed! My record's open to inspection. I made the best sheriff in—"

      "Two years. Don't kid yourself, pa. Your foot slipped when the trolley line went through."

      "What do you know about the trolley line?" angrily demanded Mr. Knight.

      "Well, I know as much as the county knows. And I know something about the big dam, too. You got into the mud, pa, but you didn't go deep enough to find the frogs. Fogarty got his, didn't he?"

      Mr. Knight breathed deep with indignation.

      "Senator Fogarty is my good friend. I won't let you question his honor, although you do presume to question mine."

      "Of course he's your friend; that's why he's fixed you for this СКАЧАТЬ