And you can save us sweetbreads for Sunday; I like yours better than Luff's." John Murchison, Alec, and Oliver came shortly up to dinner, bringing stirring tales from the field.

There was the personator in Subdivision Six of a dead man--a dead Grit--wanted by the bloodhounds of the other side and tracked to the Reform committee room, where he was ostensibly and publicly taking refuge.
"Why did he go there ?" asked Stella, breathlessly.
"Why, to make it look like a put-up job of ours, of course, "said her brother.

"And it was a put-up job, a good old Tory fake.

But they didn't calculate on Bingham and Bingham's memory.

Bingham happened to be in the committee room, and he recognized this fellow for a regular political tough from up Muskoka way, where they get six for a bottle of Canadian and ten if it's Scotch.