Dangle is--" The shouts of the Moderns drowned the last words, and the captain had to wait a minute before he could finish what he had to say.
"The votes are very close," said he.

"If any one would like, we can count again." "No, no!" cried Ranger.

"It's all right.

I don't dispute it." "That concludes the elections," said the captain.
And amid loud cheers and counter-cheers the meeting dispersed.
The prefects of Wakefield's house met that evening in Yorke's study to talk over the events of the afternoon.
The captain was the only person present who appeared to regard the result of the elections with equanimity.
"After all," said he, "though I'm awfully sorry about old Ranger, it seems fairer to have the officers evenly divided.

There's much less chance of a row than it we were three to their one." "That's all very well," said Fisher, whose pleasure in his own election had been completely spoiled by the defeat of his friend, "if we could count on fair play.