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Si had hard work restraining the angry words which fumed up when he saw the execution of his command. Only a few had turned to the right. The rest had either stood still, turned to the left or were turning first one way and then another, to adjust themselves to those nearest them. "Looks like a political primary just before the vote's called," remarked Shorty.
"It's understood that the Indians are often half starved in winter," Benson reminded him. "For all that, they might have had good luck; and, anyway, we couldn't cross the prairie with an empty grubsack. My vote's for striking off to the west." Harding concurred, though his leg had threatened further trouble during the last day or two, and he would have preferred the shorter route.
"His vote's safe for us now, though, and it means a few besides his own." "I sometimes wonder," mused May, "whether anybody at an election ever votes one way and not the other simply because he thinks that way right and the other wrong." She laughed, adding, "You don't get the impression that they ever do, canvassing and going about like this." "Must allow for local feelings, Lady May."
They want to throw the slops out of the top windows into the street; they want their cesspools at the front door; they think that everybody's got to have smallpox some time or another, and the sooner they have it the better; they want to be bribed; and they think that if a vote's worth having it's worth paying for and yet there's a bridge between these two towns!
Don't let's quarrel. I am not used to Parties. I can't serve under any one. My vote's my own, and I don't like the political juggery of selling it here and there for a quid pro quo. We may sit on opposite benches, but I give you my word that there isn't anything in the world which brings me into political life or will keep me there, save the welfare of the people. Now shake hands, all of you.
"It's understood that the Indians are often half starved in winter," Benson observed. "For all that, they might have had good luck, and anyhow we couldn't cross the prairie with an empty grub-sack. My vote's for striking off to the west." Harding concurred, though as his leg had threatened further trouble during the last day or two, he would have preferred the shorter route.
The vote's coming. Every woman will be a super-woman in two shakes, so what's devouring you, as Jimmie says?" "It's after all the states have suffrage that the big fight will really begin," Beulah answered wearily. "It's the habit of wearing the yoke we'll have to fight then." "The anti-feminists," Peter said, "I see.
The mother assented eagerly, then said, with a smile: "But I gather you don't find him much to be depended on in the House?" Fontenoy shrugged his shoulders. "Lady Maxwell has bedevilled him somehow. You're responsible!" "Poor Castle Luton! You must tell me how it and I can make up. But you don't mean that there is any thought of his going over?" "His vote's all safe I suppose.
His vote's as good as any man's and rather better, I may remark, than that of some men!" He looked pointedly at Mocket. Lewis Rand gave his henchman a second guiding glance. "It is merely," said Mocket promptly, "a question of that Alien Law of which the 'Well-born' are so proud. Show your papers, Mr. Pincornet. If you are a citizen of the United States, you have papers to show for it."
They want to throw the slops out of the top windows into the street; they want their cesspools at the front door; they think that everybody's got to have smallpox some time or another, and the sooner they have it the better; they want to be bribed; and they think that if a vote's worth having it's worth paying for and yet there's a bridge between these two towns!
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