He took his time in that process, too!
"For the present--for now--for to-night," he said, quietly, elaborating
his mention of the moment with significance, "we seem to have cleaned up
all the business before us. In view of that interregnum, Governor, of
which you have been so kindly reminded, I suppose you feel that you can go
to your hotel and rest for the remainder of the night so as to be in good
trim for the inaugural ceremonies. Allow me to offer you a lift in my
car."
The Governor trudged toward, a massive wardrobe in a corner of the
chamber.
"I do not presume to offer you the convenience of my car, Mayor Morrison,"
the Senator went on.
"I take it that your recent oath as supreme Executive during the aforesaid
interregnum obliges you to stay on the job. Ah--er--do we require a
countersign in order to get out of the building?"
The mayor was walking toward the private door. "No, sir!" he said, mildly.
"I hope you hear that, Governor North! I was compelled to give
countersigns to your soldiers--quite emphatic countersigns. The new regime
is to be complimented."
Morrison threw open the door. "That's all, Rellihan! Report to the chief!"
The newspaper men came crowding to the threshold.
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