In all the crashing conflicts of that tangle he was supreme.

And beyond?
This man was a being supremely adapted to make his way through multitudes of men.

For him there was no fault so important as self-contradiction, no science so significant as the reconciliation of "interests." Economic realities, topographical necessities, the barely touched mines of scientific expedients, existed for him no more than railways or rifled guns or geographical literature exist for his animal prototype.

What did exist were gatherings, and caucuses, and votes--above all, votes.

He was votes incarnate--millions of votes.
And now in the great crisis, with the Giants broken but not beaten, this vote-monster talked.
It was so evident that even now he had everything to learn.