General Belch squirted reflectively.

The Honorable Mr.Ele raised his hand and shaded his eyes, and gazed steadfastly, as if he expected to see the candidate emerge from the chimney.

While they still sat thoughtfully a knock was heard at the door.

The General started and brought down his chair with a crash.

Mr.
Ele turned sharply round, as if the candidate had taken him by surprise in coming in by the door.
A boy handed General Belch a note: "MY DEAR BELCH,--B.