A Voice. “Well, look who’s here. If it ain’t Smiling Mike.”
Another Voice. “How much do you expect to get, Mike?”
Alderman Tiernan (turning to gallery). “I want to say I can lick any man that wants to come down here and talk to me to my face. I’m not afraid of no ropes and no guns. These corporations have done everything for the city—”
A Voice. “Aw!”
Alderman Tiernan. “If it wasn’t for the street-car companies we wouldn’t have any city.”
Ten Voices. “Aw!”
Alderman Tiernan (bravely). “My mind ain’t the mind of some people.”
A Voice. “I should say not.”
Alderman Tiernan. “I’m talking for compensation for the privileges we expect to give.”
A Voice. “You’re talking for your pocket-book.”