I will not pander to the French; I will not be the slave of the English; I will be free, and I hope I shall be successful at the polls." This was a small part of the speech which caused much enthusiasm, and was the beginning of a movement, powerful, and as time went on, impetuous.
He went to bed with the blood of battle throbbing in his veins.

In the morning he had a reasonable joy in seeing the headlines of his candidature in the papers.
At first he was almost appalled, for never since life began had his personality been so displayed.

It seemed absurd that before he had struck a blow he should be advertised like a general in the field.
Yet common sense told him that in standing against Barouche, he became important in the eyes of those affected by Barouche's policy.

He had had luck, and it was for him to justify that luck.

Could he do it?
His first thought, however, as his eyes fell on the headlines--he flushed with elation so that he scarcely saw--was for the thing itself.