Come a courtin’ yer sisther Kate?”
“Yes,” said McGuire, taking her hand again, “it is possible.”
Two hours later the Gloucester man was handing a carefully prepared “interview” to the reporters.
Mr. Thomas McGuire, the brilliant young manager, who was a personal friend of Mr. Landon’s, would be the next President of the Inter-Mountain Air Line. This arrangement, while tacitly understood beforehand, had been definitely agreed to at a conference between Mr. Landon and his friend and former partner, who would represent the injured man at the meeting to-morrow.
CHAPTER XXIII
THE MAID OF ERIN
“You sent for me?” asked the General Manager of the Vandalia.
“Yes,” said the President. “You remember Tom McGuire?”
“Is he the fellow that rode a mule into the White Mail one morning at West Silver Creek?”
“The same freckled Thomas.”