But his eyes roamed eagerly and changed to a burning, red color when they fell upon the dejected figure of his mistress.

I fancied that, had he dared, he would have leaped into the room and taken his own part--and who could rightly gage what that was ?--in the scene which may have been far more comprehensive to him than to me.

But he did not dare, and my eyes passed from him to the mayor.
"From Haines," that gentleman announced, forgetting the suggestive discovery he had just made in the great and absorbing interest of his campaign.

"'Speech good--great applause becoming thunderous at flash of your picture.

All right so far if--'" he read out, ceasing abruptly at the "if" which, as I afterward understood, really ended the message.
"No answer," he explained to Nixon as he hurriedly, dismissed him.