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I am going to consider only what I think would be best for the welfare of the Democratic Party and in the meantime we'll just go on as though nothing had happened." "If Horlock approaches me," Tallente began "He can go out either on a vote of confidence or on an adverse vote on any of the three Bills next week," Dartrey said. "We don't want to drive them out like a flock of sheep.
Every one in the world hugs their principles, but there isn't any one who'd hold on to them if they found it was costing them money. So long, and the best of luck to you, Tallente. We may meet in high circles before long." Horlock drove away, a discomfited man, jubilant in his thoughts of freedom.
Tallente had never been more restrained, although his merciless logic reduced the issues upon which the vote was to be taken to the plainest and clearest elements. He remained studiously unemotional and nothing which he said indicated in any way his personal interest in the sweeping away of the Horlock regime. He was the impersonal but scathing critic, paving the way for his chief.
It seemed clear that he could rely still upon a good ninety votes in the House of Commons. Horlock became more cheerful. He met Tallente leaving the House one windy March evening and the two men shared a taxi together, westwards. "Looks to me like another year of office, thanks to you," the Prime Minister observed. "Lenton tells me that we shall have a majority of forty on Thursday week.
"Hang the people!" Horlock exclaimed. "I've legislated for them myself until I'm sick of it. They're never grateful." "Perhaps you confine yourself too much to one class," Tallente observed drily. "As a rule, the less intelligent the voter, the more easily he is caught by flashy legislation." "The operative pure and simple," Horlock announced, "has no political outlook.
Horlock lit a cigarette and leaned back in his chair. "No good looking impatient, Tallente," he said. "The door's locked and you know it. You'll have to listen to what I want to say. A few minutes of your time aren't much to ask for." "Go ahead," Tallente acquiesced. "There is only one ambition," Horlock continued, "for an earnest politician. You know what that is as well as I do.
"So were the circumstances of his disappearance. I can assure you that I have had the police inspector of fiction asking me curious questions and I am convinced that down in Devonshire I am still an object of suspicion to the local gossips." "I remember reading about the affair at the time," Horlock remarked, as he unlocked the door.
She passed on. The two men strolled away. "Have you any personal feeling against me, Tallente?" Horlock asked. "None whatever," his companion assured him. "You did me the best turn in your life when you left me stranded after Hellesfield." Horlock sighed. "Lethbridge almost insisted, he looked upon you as a firebrand. He said there would be no repose about a Cabinet with you in it."
"Tallente," he said, "I suppose you mean to break us?" "I thought we'd been rather friendly," was the quiet reply. "We've been letting you have your own way for nearly a month." "That is simply because we are on work which we are tackling practically in the fashion you dictated," Horlock pointed out. "When we have finished this Irish business, what are you going to do?"
Tallente was met by Nora in the little hall Nora, who had kept away from the house at Stephen's earnest request. "Stephen has done it," Tallente announced triumphantly. "He made the only speech worth listening to. Horlock crumbled to pieces. Miller only got fourteen of the ragtail end of his lot to vote with him. We won by forty votes. Horlock brought me here.
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