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The Project Gutenberg eBook, The Mayor of Warwick, by Herbert M. Hopkins
Title: The Mayor of Warwick
Author: Herbert M. Hopkins
Release Date: June 27, 2006 [eBook #18700]
Language: English
Character set encoding: ISO-8859-1
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E-text prepared by Al Haines
[Frontispiece: "Have you noticed how silent it has grown?" he asked.]
THE MAYOR OF WARWICK
BY
HERBERT M. HOPKINS
AUTHOR OF "THE FIGHTING BISHOP"
BOSTON AND NEW YORK
HOUGHTON, MIFFLIN AND COMPANY
The Riverside Press, Cambridge
1906
COPYRIGHT 1906 BY HERBERT M. HOPKINS
ALL RIGHTS RESERVED
Published April 1906
TO PAULINE
CONTENTS
| I. | THE MEETING IN THE MAPLE WALK |
| II. | THE TOWER |
| III. | CARDINGTON |
| IV. | THE BISHOP'S DAUGHTER |
| V. | THE CANDIDATE |
| VI. | LENA HARPSTER |
| VII. | THE STAR-GAZERS |
| VIII. | "WHAT MAKES HER IN THE WOOD SO LATE?" |
| IX. | "HER HEART WAS OTHERWHERE" |
| X. | MISTRESS AND MAID |
| XI. | AT THE OLD CONTINENTAL |
| XII. | THE CONFESSION |
| XIII. | FURNITURE AND FAMILY |
| XIV. | THE PRESIDENT TAKES A HAND |
| XV. | "I PLUCKED THE ROSE, IMPATIENT OF DELAY" |
| XVI. | THE BLINDNESS OF THE BISHOP |
| XVII. | CONDITIONS |
| XVIII. | "TWO SISTER VESSELS" |
| XIX. | FATHER AND DAUGHTER |
| XX. | "PUNISHMENT, THOUGH LAME OF FOOT" |
| XXI. | THE MAYOR FINDS HIMSELF AT LAST |
THE MAYOR OF WARWICK
CHAPTER I
THE MEETING IN THE MAPLE WALK
St George's Hall, situated on a high hill overlooking the city of Warwick, was still silent and tenantless, though the long vacation was drawing to a close. To a stranger passing that way for the first time, the building and the surrounding country would doubtless have suggested the old England rather than the new. There was something mediaeval in the massive, castellated tower that carried the eye upward past the great, arched doorway, the thin, deep-set windows, the leaded eaves and grinning gargoyles, into the cool sky of the September morning.
The stranger, were he rich in good traditions, would pause in admiration of the pure collegiate-gothic style of the low hall that extended north and south three hundred feet in either direction from the base of the great tower; he would note the artistry