My word is passed to Dartrey." "And Miller ?" the Prime Minister asked, with calm irony.
Tallente felt the sting and frowned irritably.
"I have had no discussions of any sort with Miller," he answered.

"He has never been represented to me as holding an official position in the party." "If you ever succeed in forming a Democratic Government," Horlock said, "mark my words, you will have to include him." "If ever I accept any one's offer to form a Government," Tallente replied, "it will be on one condition and one condition only, which is that I choose my own Ministers." "If you become the head of the Democratic Party," Horlock pointed out, "you will have to take over their pledges." "I do not agree with you," was the firm reply, "and further, I suggest most respectfully that this discussion is not agreeable to me." An expression of hopelessness crept into Horlock's face.
"You're a good fellow, Tallente," he sighed, "and I made a big mistake when I let you go.

I did it to please the moderates and you know how they've turned out.

There isn't one of them worth a row of pins.

If any one ever writes my political biography, they will probably decide that the parting with you was the greatest of my blunders." He rose to his feet, swinging the key upon his finger.
"One more word, Tallente," he added.