"Here's Fairview, at last!" They held their breaths and watched his face.

Kenneth flushed red as he held the receiver to his ear, and then grew white.

He turned around to the expectant group and Beth knew from the sparkle in his eyes what had happened.
"Fairview's six precincts give us six hundred and forty-one majority," announced the boy, in an awed tone.

"That's a gain of nearly four hundred!" They gazed at him in silent wonder.

Then Uncle John rose slowly and took the boy's hand.
"That means we've won--and won in a walk," said the little man.
"Kenneth, we congratulate you." Patsy's face was buried in her handkerchief, and Beth's great eyes were bright with unshed tears.