18/21 He wouldn't like to owe his election to a low-down trick like that" "Don't you be at all alarmed, you little girlish thing," replied her brother. "Lorne will get in by five hundred." John Murchison had listened to their excited talk, mostly in silence, going on with his dinner as if that and nothing else were the important matter of the moment. Mrs Murchison had had this idiosyncrasy of his "to put up with" for over thirty years. She bore it now as long as she could. "Do you think Lorne will get in by five hundred ?" Mr Murchison shook his head, and bestowed his whole attention upon the paring of an apple. |