A bundle of papers graced his hand, and his air was parliamentary.
"Wis Mister Winterham aware that Mister Haystoun had contradicted himself on two occasions lately, as he would proceed to show ?" George heard him patiently, said that now he was aware of the fact, but couldn't for the life of him see what the deuce it mattered.
"After Mister Winterham's ignoring of my pint," went on the young man, "I proceed to show.

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." and with all the calmness in the world he displayed to his own satisfaction how Mr.Lewis Haystoun was no fit person to represent the constituency.

He profaned the Sabbath, which this gentleman professed to hold dear, he was notorious for drunkenness, and his conduct abroad had not been above suspicion.
George was on his feet in a moment, his confusion gone, his face very red, and his shoulders squared for a fight.

The man saw the effect of his words, and promptly sat down.
"Get up," said George abruptly.
The man's face whitened and he shrank back among his friends.
"Get up; up higher--on the top of the seat, that everybody may see and hear you! Now repeat very carefully all that over again." The man's confidence had deserted him.