Excerpt: ... stepped in, and Thornton relocked the door after him. Mr. Everett was not amiable. His little eyes snapped from face to face suspiciously. It was immediately and perfectly plain to him that he had forced admission to a conference that had not expected him, did not want him, and was embarrassed at finding him present. In the state of mind they were in, the men in that room would have glowered at any one. Everett detected something more than mere personal resentment at his intrusion-he sniffed a plot against him. ...
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Excerpt: ... stepped in, and Thornton relocked the door after him. Mr. Everett was not amiable. His little eyes snapped from face to face suspiciously. It was immediately and perfectly plain to him that he had forced admission to a conference that had not expected him, did not want him, and was embarrassed at finding him present. In the state of mind they were in, the men in that room would have glowered at any one. Everett detected something more than mere personal resentment at his intrusion-he sniffed a plot against him. There was no hand outstretched to him, no welcome, no explanation offered why these leaders of the party had met thus without intimation to him that anything was afoot. Choleric red suffused his face-it had been gray with passion when he entered, because a corridor filled with curious men is not a happy arena for a candidate shut out of committee headquarters. He realized that he had been a spectacle inciting interest and some amusement while he was hammering on the door. One object of the Duke had been attained when he admitted Everett-the wrangling ceased. But the embarrassment was intensified. The situation was more complex. "I beg your pardon, gentlemen, if I am interrupting serious business," began Everett, intending to force some sort of explanation. He waited. No one spoke. The others were waiting, too. The candidate looked from one to the other, and then surveyed Wasgatt and the papers he was clutching. He eyed General Waymouth with much interest and some surprise. He had not been informed of that gentleman's presence in the hotel. The General returned the gaze with serenity, creasing his sheet of manuscript on the table with his thin fingers. "I expected to be called in when you were ready to go over the platform," continued Everett, sourly. "I'm supposed to know as early as any one, I presume, what it is I'm going to stand on." Thelismer Thornton decided that it was up to him to speak. He leaned against the table, half sitting...
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