ood politics; he forced Sawyer to pay fifty thousand dollars into the
"campaign fund" in a lump sum, and was counting confidently upon
"milking" him for another fifty thousand in installments during the
campaign. Thus, in the natural order of things, Davy could safely
assume that he would be the next mayor of Remsen City by a gratifyingly
large majority. The last vote of the Workingmen's League had been made
fifteen hundred. Though it should quadruple its strength at the coming
election--which was most improbable--it would still be a badly beaten
second. Politically, Davy was at ease.

Jane waited ten minutes, then asked abruptly:

"What's become of Selma Gordon?"

"Did you see this week's New Day?"

"Is it out? I've seen no one, and haven't been down town."

"There was a lot of stuff in it against me. Most of it demagoguing, of
course, but more or less hysterical campaigning. The only nasty article
about me--a downright personal attack on my sincerity--was signed
'S.G.'"

"Oh--to be sure," said Jane, with smiling insincerity. "I had almost
forgotten what you told me. Well, it's easy enough to bribe her to
silence. Go offer yourself to her."

A long silence, then Davy said: "I don't believe she'd accept me."

"Try it," said Jane.

Again a long pause. David said sullenly: "I did."

Selma Gordon had refused David Hull! Half a dozen explanations of this
astounding occurrence rapidly suggested themselves. Jane rejected each
in turn at a glance. "You're sure she understood you?"

"I made myself as clear as I did when I proposed to you," replied Davy
with a lack of tact which a woman of Jane's kind would never forget or
forgive.

Jane winced, ignored. Said she: "You must have insisted on some
conditions she hesitated to accept."

"On her own terms," said Davy.

Jane gave up trying to get the real reason from him, sought it in
Selma's own words and actions. She inquired: "What did she say? What
reason did she give?"

"That she owed it to the cause of her class not to marry a man of my
class," answered Hull, believing that he was giving the exact and the
only reason she assigned or had.

Jane gave a faint smile of disdain. "Women don't act from a sense of
duty," she said.

"She's not the ordinary woman," said Hull. "You must remember she
wasn't brought up as you and I were--hasn't our ideas of life. The
things that appeal to us most strongly don't touch her. She knows
nothing about