g constraint, he said:

"I'm glad you've found what suits you, at last. It isn't exactly the
line I'd have thought a girl such as you would choose. You're sure you
are not making a mistake?"

"Quite," said Jane.

"I should think you'd prefer marriage--and a home--and a social
circle--and all that," ventured David.

"I'll probably not marry."

"No. You'd hardly take a doctor."

"The only one I'd want I can't get," said Jane.

She wished to shock David, and she saw with pleasure that she had
succeeded. Indeed so shocked was he that in a few minutes he took
leave. And as he passed from her sight he passed from her mind.

Victor Dorn described Davy Hull's inaugural address as "an
uninteresting sample of the standard reform brand of artificial milk
for political infants." The press, however, was enthusiastic, and
substantial people everywhere spoke of it as having the "right ring,"
as being the utterance of a "safe, clean man whom the politicians can't
frighten or fool." In this famous speech David urged everybody who was
doing right to keep on doing so, warned everybody who was doing wrong
that they would better look out for themselves, praised those who were
trying to better conditions in the right way, condemned those who were
trying to do so in the wrong way. It was all most eloquent, most
earnest. Some few people were disappointed that he had not explained
exactly what and whom he meant by right and by wrong; but these carping
murmurs were drowned in the general acclaim. A man whose fists
clenched and whose eyes flashed as did David Hull's must "mean
business"--and if no results came of these words, it wouldn't be his
fault, but the machinations of wicked plutocrats and their political
agents.

"Isn't it disgusting!" exclaimed Selma, reading an impassioned
paragraph aloud to Victor Dorn. "It almost makes me despair when I see
how people--our sort of people, too--are taken in by such guff. And
they stand with their empty picked pockets and cheer this man, who's
nothing but a stool pigeon for pickpockets."

"It's something gained," observed Victor tranquilly, "when politicians
have to denounce the plutocracy in order to get audiences and offices.
The people are beginning to know what's wrong. They read into our
friend Hull's generalities what they think he ought to mean--what they
believe he does mean. The next step is--he'll have to do something or
they'll find him out."

"He do anything?"