CHAPTER XXVI

Thirty Miles From Shore § I “Lou” Bronson, next to John Wilberforce Wright the hottest candidate for the Presidential chair, sat with his head resting on upraised palms behind the handsome table in his library. The room was spacious, gloomy, booky; shadowed except where specks of light gleamed upon black oak or faded gilt of some rare binding. The Bronson home was in a backwater, where a few representatives of original New York stock still lingered in their stateliness. The room wa…