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A Prince of Sinners

A Prince of Sinners

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Chapter 1 MR. KINGSTON BROOKS, POLITICAL AGENT

Word Count: 1015    |    Released on: 30/11/2017

ultuous cheering seemed still to linger amongst the rafters, the dust which their feet had raised hung about in a little cloud. But the long rows of benches were empty, the sweepers moved gh

wd face and loosely knit figure, was shaking hands with ev

ing very well arranged. Personally I feel very much obliged to you, sir. If you carry everything through as smoothly as this affair to-night, I can see that we shall lose not

threes. A young man, pale, with nervous mouth, strongly-marked features and

"Reynolds will let me out, and I had better

mphatic to the ve

, Brooks. We're not going to let you knock yourself up. You're tackl

ng man answered. "Of course the work is strange to me, but it

he one to bring your name before the committee. But I'm jolly well certain of one thing. You've done all the work a man ought to do in one day. Now listen to me. Here's my carriage waiting, and you're going straight ho

a refusal, which he knew would be resented. He took do

said. "I'll come up for

the street, and Mr. Bullsom op

g man," he exclaim

k amongst the cushions wit

inly had a very busy day. The inside of electioneer

the advent of a stomach. He had thrown away the cigar which he had lit in the committee-room. Mrs. Bull

having that hasn't to be worked for,

le!" Brooks re

rt of the thing comes in. Any fool can work, but it takes a shrewd man to k

ked, thoughtfully, "that you would

shrewd enough. There's

hon

He drew his hand down

honest! You've no fault

en last night as though his one desire in life was to further the different radical schemes which we have on the programme. Why, the tears were actually in his eyes when he spoke of the Old Age Pension Bill. He told them over and over

e carriage window with the cuff

them. Here we are, thank goodness." The carriage had turned up a short drive, and deposited them before the door of a highly ornate v

e remarked, urbanely, "will be

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