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"My wife is in America." he answered mechanically. "She has gone there to stay with some relatives." "She is interested in politics?" "Not in the least." Mrs. Van Fosdyke welcomed a newcomer with a gracious little smile and Tallente rose to his feet. Horlock had left the group in the centre of the room and was making his way towards them.
A very intelligent constituency, stuffed up to the throat with schoolboard education, has determined that it would prefer a representative who has changed his politics already four times. I seem to be nobody's man. Horlock at heart is frightened of me, because he is convinced that I am not sound, and he has only tried to make use of me as a sop to democracy.
Horlock announced, with a friendly smile, "that sooner than be deprived of your valuable services, His Majesty has consented that you should go to the Upper House. You will be offered a peerage within the next fortnight." Tallente stared at the speaker as though he had suddenly been bereft of his senses. "What on earth are you talking about, sir?" he demanded. Mr.
"Ingratitude is the natural sequence of the distorted political ideals which we are out to destroy. You should be in the frame of mind, Tallente, to see things clearly. You must realise the rotten condition of the political party to which Horlock belongs the Coalitionists, the Whip, or whatever they like to call themselves.
It is on the green the fathers smoke when the little cottage rooms are unbearable with summer heat. It is on the green that Mrs. Horlock walks with her pugs and the chemist's wife, to the enormous scandal of the neighbourhood. To the right, facing the embankment, and overlooking some fields, is the famous Southdown road, and parallel with the green is Mr.
It was out of my principles, although I was not nominally one of them, that Dartrey admits freely to-day he built up the Democratic Party. He had been working on the same lines for years, a little too much from the idealistic point of view. He needed the formula. I gave it to him. Horlock came into office again and I worked with him for a time.
The Right Honourable John Augustus Horlock stepped into his motor-car and drove away. Tallente, after a glance at his watch, called a taxi and proceeded to keep his appointment at Demos House, the great block of buildings where Dartrey had established his headquarters. In the large, open waiting room where he was invited to take a seat he watched with interest the faces of the passers-by.
And now we've got you out, well, I don't know that we are going to do any better. We've got the principles, we've got some of the men, but is the country ready for our programme!" "If you ask me, I think the country's ready for anything in the way of a change," Horlock replied. "I am sure I am.
"Nothing, I suppose," he admitted, "yet there's a certain risk about dropping me, isn't there? You might drive me into the arms of the enemy." "What, the old Whig lot? Not a chance! I know you too well for that." "No, the Democrats." Horlock moved restlessly in his chair. He was eyeing his visitor steadfastly. "What, the people who have just voted solidly against you?"
I want to know the news." "There is none," he answered. "We are marking time while Horlock digs his own grave." "You have been amusing yourself?" "Indifferently. I dined the other night with Dartrey, to-night at the Sheridan Club. The most exciting thing in the twenty-four hours has been my nightly pilgrimage round here." "How idiotic!" she laughed. "Supposing you had not happened to meet me?
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