Do you think I'll win ?" he asked Junia presently with a laugh, as they made their way down the river.

"Have I conquest in my eye ?" How seldom did Junia have Carnac to herself in these days! How kind of Fabian to lend his yacht for the purpose of canvassing! But Sibyl had in her mind a deeper thing--she had become a match-maker.

She and Fabian, when the boat left the shore, went to one corner of the stern, leaving Carnac and Junia in the bow.
Three miles below the city was the Island on which many voters were working in a saw-mill and lumberyard.

It had supporters of Barouche chiefly in the yards and mills.

Carnac had never visited it, and it was Junia's view that he should ingratiate himself with the workers, a rough-and-ready lot.