He looked rather gloomy, but smiled in reply to the smile she gave him.
"Have you read Mr.Gladstone's address to the electors of Midlothian ?" Serena began by asking, with a roguish look.
"Pooh! What is such stuff to me ?" "I knew I should tease you.

What do you think of Mr.Quarrier's chances ?" "Oh, he will be elected, no doubt." Glazzard spoke absently, his eyes on Serena's face, but seemingly not conscious of her expression.
"I hope he will," she rejoined.
"What!--you hope so ?" "Yes, I do.

I am convinced he is the right man.

I agree with his principles.

Henceforth I am a Radical." Glazzard laughed mockingly, and Serena joined, but not in the same tone.
"I like him," she pursued, with a certain odd persistence.