"He would first need to win in the larger game.

Ah! What woman would be taken, except by the man who really had won in the real game of life." "You would demand that, my dear ?" smiled the pleasant gentleman who now was bowing himself toward the door.
"I would demand it!" By the time he had opportunity to rally his senses, assailed as they were by the sight of her, by the splendor of her apparel, by the music of her voice, the fragrance which clung about her, the charm of her smiles,--by the time, in short, which he required to turn half about, she was gone.

He heard her light step at the stair.
"My soul!" he exclaimed, wiping his brow with a silken kerchief.
"So much for attempting to sacrifice principle--for expecting to mix Free Soil and Whig! Damn that Kentuckian!".