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I'm ready enough for a fight, on sound occasion, but I won't fight in obedience to Dizzy and the music-halls! By jingo, no!" He laughed uproariously. "You won't get many Polterham women to see it in that light," observed the widow. "This talk about the ascendency of England is just the thing to please them.
"The fight will be fought on large questions, you know. I want to win, but I have made up my mind to win honestly; it's a fortunate thing that I probably sha'n't be called upon to declare my views on a thousand side-issues." "Don't be so sure of that. Polterham is paltry, even amid national excitement." "Confound it! then I will say what I think, and risk it.
With a few thousands in his pocket, he might aim at something more to his taste than a life of trading. Five thousand it should be, not a penny less! This time he was not to be fobbed off with bluster and posturing. He spent the day in Bristol, and at nightfall journeyed towards Polterham. No; even yet nothing had happened.
He saw, among other people, his friend Stark, the picture-collecting lawyer. Stark had letters from Polterham which assured him that the Liberals were confident of victory. "Confounded pity that Quarrier just got the start of you!" he exclaimed. "You could have kept that seat for the rest of your life." "Better as it is," was the cheerful reply.
I should perhaps have thought of your taking Welwyn-Baker's place, but there are many reasons against it. You would lose the support of your brother and all his friends. Above all, Polterham will go Liberal mark my prediction!" "I doubt it." "I haven't time to give you all my reasons. Dine with me this evening, will you?" "Can't. Engaged to Quarrier." "All right!" said the latter.
The whole sky was now obscured, and the wind grew keener. Afraid of losing himself, he returned to the high bank and there waited, his eyes fixed in the direction whence the boat must come. The row along the river Bale from Polterham would take more than an hour. As he stood sunk in desperate thoughts, a hand touched him. He turned round, exclaiming "Lilian!" "It is I," answered Mrs. Wade's voice.
The information he received was very full and satisfactory; on the spot he paid for it, and issued into the street again with tolerably easy mind. To-morrow he must run down to Polterham again. How to pass the rest of today? Pressing business was all off his hands, and he did not care to look up any of his acquaintances; he was not in the mood for talk.
He wants me to stand for Polterham at the next election." "You? In place of Welwyn-Baker?" "No; as Liberal candidate; or Radical, if you like." "You're joking, I suppose!" "Where's the impossibility?" Their eyes met. "There's no absurdity," said William, "in your standing for Parliament; au contraire. But I can't imagine you on the Radical side. And I don't see the necessity of that.
That was generous, and splendidly put. It seemed to me that you must have had cases in mind." For the second time Denzil was unable to meet the steely gaze. He looked away and laughed. "Oh, of course I had; who hasn't that knows anything of the world? But," he changed the subject, "don't you find it rather dull, living in a place like Polterham?" "I have my work here."
He had never met her in the social way, though she had been a resident at Polterham for some six years. Through Mrs. Liversedge, her repute had long ago reached him; she was universally considered eccentric, and, by many people, hardly proper for an acquaintance.
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