There's some discontent, no doubt, but not enough for him to rely on." "There's plenty of discontent," said the colonel.
"There won't be in a couple of hours." "Why not ?" "Why, because you're going down to the barracks to announce a fresh installment of pay to the troops to-morrow morning--a handsome installment." "Yes," said he thoughtfully, "that ought to keep them quiet for one night.

Fact is, they don't care twopence either for me or Whittingham; and if they think they'll get more out of me they'll stick to me." Of course I assented.

Indeed, it was true enough as long as the President was not on the spot; but I thought privately that the colonel did not allow enough for his rival's personal influence and prestige, if he once got face to face with the troops.
"Yes," the colonel went on, "I'll do that; and what's more, I'll put the people in good humor by sending down orders for free drink in the Piazza to-night." "Delightfully old-fashioned and baronial," I remarked, "I think it's a good idea.

Have a bonfire, and make it complete.

I don't suppose Whittingham dreams of any attempt, but it will make the riot even more plausible." "At any rate, they'll all be too drunk to make trouble," said he.
"Well, that's about all, isn't it ?" said I."I shall be off.