Property! land, wuth money!" He paused once more and drew his sleeve across his forehead.

Most of his hearers were silent now, on tiptoe of expectation.

Dimick looked searchingly at Captain Cy.

Then he sprang to his feet.
"Order!" he shouted.

"What's all this got to do with nominatin' for school committee?
Ain't he out of order, Alvin ?" The moderator hesitated.