See what it
offers us. All the local and State ticket except six assemblymen, two
senators, and a governor, tied hand and foot to us, whose proudest claim
for years has been that he's a Democrat."
"But all this leaves out of sight the fact that the thing's done," said
Number One.
Peter puffed his cigar.
"Yes. It's too late. The polls are closed," said another.
Peter stopped puffing. "The convention hasn't met," he remarked,
quietly.
That remark, however, seemed to have a sting in it, for Number Two
cried:
"Come. We've decided. Now, put up or shut up. No more beating about the
bush."
Peter puffed his cigar.
"Tell us what you intend, Stirling," said Number One. "We are committed
beyond retreat. Come in with us, or stay outside the breastworks."
"Perhaps," said Peter, "since you've taken your own position, without
consulting me, you will allow me the same privilege."
"Go to--where you please," said Number Six, crossly.
Peter puffed his cigar.
"Well, what do you intend to do?" asked Number One.
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