“I don’t....” Wint flushed. “Why, I....”
“Routt?”
“No, by God!” Wint exclaimed angrily. “I’ve done a good job; and I’ll do another. He’d open the town up. Let things go.”
“Do you want to be Mayor? For your own sake?”
“Why, yes.”
“No, not particularly. But I want—well, it would show that people think I’ve made good.”
“If you’re going to make a better Mayor than Routt, your election is best for the town, isn’t it?”
“I suppose so.”
“Then it’s best for every man in Hardiston, isn’t it?”