"
"Who's ahead?" Eve asked excitedly.
"Mr. Bundercombe is well ahead," Mr. Ansell replied, "and they say that he
can do better still if he tries. It looks rather," Mr. Ansell concluded,
dropping his voice, "as though he were trying to make the thing last out.
Afterward they are all going to sit down to a free meal--that is, if any
of them are able to sit down," he added, with a glance round the field.
"Hello! Here's Harrison."
Mr. Harrison, recognizing us, descended from his car and came across. He
shook hands with Eve, at whom he glanced in a somewhat peculiar fashion.
"Mr. Walmsley," he said, "a week ago we were rather proud of having
inveigled away one of your adherents. All I can say at the present moment
is that we should have been better satisfied if you had left Mr.
Bundercombe in town."
"Why, he's been speaking against me at nearly every one of your meetings!"
I protested.
"That's all very well," Mr. Harrison complained; "but he's not what I
should call a convincing speaker. He is a democrat all right, and a
people's man--and all the rest of it; but he hasn't got quite the right
way of advocating our principles. I have been obliged to ask him to
discontinue public speaking until after the election.
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