CHAPTER VI
Mrs. Matthewson and Trafford
The wife of former Governor Matthewson was
prominent—that is, respectably prominent—in
church matters, as in all good works, and the booth
over which she presided at the May Church Festival
was one of the most attractive and profitable,
albeit there was many another that had proved a
centre for the younger men and larger boys. Mrs.
Matthewson sat in the curtained space behind the
main booth, for she was really tired. She was a tall
woman, of commanding presence, who had just
touched her sixtieth year and upon whom the consciousness
of power, and ability to wield it, had left
the impress of dignity and strength.
The crowd was mainly in front of the booths, but occasionally some one strayed away to the quieter nooks shut off by the booths themselves. Of these were two men, one small and rather unimpressive in appearance, the other larger and more command-
