They discussed the son of the pork-packer and the son of the village banker.
But finally, as in the previous case, they concluded to wait and think, and go cautiously and sure.
Luck came their way again.

Aleck, ever watchful saw a great and risky chance, and took a daring flyer.

A time of trembling, of doubt, of awful uneasiness followed, for non-success meant absolute ruin and nothing short of it.

Then came the result, and Aleck, faint with joy, could hardly control her voice when she said: "The suspense is over, Sally--and we are worth a cold million!" Sally wept for gratitude, and said: "Oh, Electra, jewel of women, darling of my heart, we are free at last, we roll in wealth, we need never scrimp again.

It's a case for Veuve Cliquot!" and he got out a pint of spruce-beer and made sacrifice, he saying "Damn the expense," and she rebuking him gently with reproachful but humid and happy eyes.
They shelved the pork-packer's son and the banker's son, and sat down to consider the Governor's son and the son of the Congressman..