The galleries disgorged their burden, and presently the house was silent and deserted.
When Col.

Sellers and Washington stepped out of the building they were surprised to find that the daylight was old and the sun well up.

Said the Colonel: "Give me your hand, my boy! You're all right at last! You're a millionaire! At least you're going to be.

The thing is dead sure.
Don't you bother about the Senate.

Leave me and Dilworthy to take care of that.