But when the scene was closed, and the cheers for the Honorable Abel Newt, our representative in Congress, had died away, they stood for a few moments quite stupefied.
"What does it mean, Gerald ?" asked his wife.

"Is Abel Newt in Congress ?" "I didn't know it.

I suppose he is only a candidate." He moved rapidly away, and his wife, who was not used to speed in his walking, smiled quietly, and, could he have seen her eye, a little mischievously.

She said presently, "Yes, our institutions are very simple and beautiful." Mr.Bennet said nothing.

But she relentlessly continued, "What a majestic thing the election of Abel Newt by the popular will will be!" "My dear," he answered, "don't laugh until you know that it _is_ the popular will; and when you do know it, cry." They walked on silently for some little distance further, and then Gerald Bennet turned toward St.John's Square.