id you get the water?" he demanded, anxiously.

There was a grim silence.

"Yes," said the owner of the car patiently. "You needn't worry any
longer. We got the water."

III

THE KIDNAPPERS

During the last two weeks of the "whirlwind" campaign, automobiles had
carried the rival candidates to every election district in Greater New
York.

During these two weeks, at the disposal of Ernest Peabody--on the
Reform Ticket, "the people's choice for Lieutenant-Governor--"
Winthrop had placed his Scarlet Car, and, as its chauffeur, himself.

Not that Winthrop greatly cared for Reform, or Ernest Peabody. The
"whirlwind" part of the campaign was what attracted him; the crowds,
the bands, the fireworks, the rush by night from hall to hall, from
Fordham to Tompkinsville. And, while inside the different Lyceums,
Peabody lashed the Tammany Tiger, outside in his car, Winthrop was
making friends with Tammany policemen, and his natural enemies, the
bicycle cops. To Winthrop, the day in which he did not increase his
acquaintance with the traffic squad, was a day lost.

But the real reason for his efforts in the cause of Reform, was one he
could not declare. And it was a reason that was guessed perhaps by
only one person. On some nights Beatrice Forbes and her brother Sam
accompanied Peabody. And while Peabody sat in the rear of the car,
mumbling the speech he would next deliver, Winthrop was given the
chance to talk with her. These chances were growing cruelly few. In
one month after election day Miss Forbes and Peabody would be man and
wife. Once before the day of their marriage had been fixed, but, when
the Reform Party offered Peabody a high place on its ticket, he asked,
in order that he might bear his part in the cause of reform, that the
wedding be postponed. To the postponement Miss Forbes made no
objection. To one less self-centred than Peabody, it might have
appeared that she almost too readily consented.

"I knew I could count upon your seeing my duty as I saw it," said
Peabody much pleased, "it always will be a satisfaction to both of us
to remember you never stood between me and my work for reform."

"What do you think my brother-in-law-to-be has done now?" demanded Sam
of Winthrop, as the Scarlet Car swept into Jerome Avenue. "He's
postponed his marriage with Trix just because he has a chance to be
Lieutenant-Governor. What is a Lieutenant-Governor anyway, do you
know? I don't like to ask P