Big Jeff Rowley (I'll call him) was the grafting contractor who had ruined the Republican administration.

He was six feet, two inches tall in his stocking feet.

He had put in his sealed bid and then had approached everybody with his proposition.

His overtures were scorned and he was told that we were not out for boodle but were "playing the game on the square" (that had been my campaign slogan).

It finally dawned on the corrupt old bully that the lowest bid would get the contract.