Sylvester Chisholm, Mr. Strout's brother-in-law, could not get
printers in Fernborough, and, being an Eastborough-born boy, his
paper had a large circulation in that town and in Westvale, its
principal village.
Quincy obtained some copies of the paper containing his speech at the
Town Hall. On looking it over he was astonished to find it reported
_verbatim_.
"How did you manage it, Mr. Chisholm? My address was extemporaneous."
Sylvester smiled. "Well, the fact is, Mr. Sawyer, while I was working
on the _Eastborough Express_, when you were here five years ago, I
studied short-hand, and it came in handy that night."
The train was express to Boston and Quincy was in his chair in the
Executive Chamber by half-past eleven. After a careful examination of
the case of Ivan Wolaski, he decided to refuse the request for
extradition, and the Governor of Colorado was so notified in a
communication which from moral, legal, political, and humanitarian
points of view was unanswerable. It was nearly two o'clock when the
last official letter was signed.
The door was opened by the messenger. Quincy expected Maude to enter,
but it was Mr. Acton, the energetic opponent of the "peaceful
picketing" law.
"I heard, Mr. Governor, that you were here, and I thought it only
fair to inform you that we shall apply for injunctions just the same
as if that bill you signed had not become a law, and, in that way,
test its constitutionality.
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