The convention roared. Maguire screamed something, but it could not be heard. The tenor of his remarks was indicated by his red face and clinched fist.
Costell smiled his deep smile. "I"m very glad," he said to the man next him, "that we didn"t pick Stirling up."
Then Milton was nominated and seconded, as were also Catlin, and four minor stars. That done, a ballot was taken and the vote stood:
Porter 206 Milton 197 Catlin 52 Scattering 29
A second ballot showed:
Porter 206 Milton 202 Catlin 54 Scattering 22
A third ballot gave:
Porter 206 Milton 210 Catlin 52 Scattering 16
"Porter"s done for on the next," was whispered round the hall, though where it started, no one knew. Evidently his adherents thought so, for one made a motion to adjourn. It was voted down, and once more the roll call started.
"I shall vote for Milton," Peter told Schlurger, and the changes in the delegations as the call proceeded, proved that many changes were being made the same way. Yet the fourth ballot showed:
Porter 125 Milton 128 Catlin 208 Scattering 14
The wildest excitement broke out in the Porter delegates. "They"ve beaten us," screamed Kennedy, as much to himself as to those about.
"They"ve used Milton to break our ranks, meaning Catlin all the time."
So in truth, it was. Milton had been put up to draw off Porter"s delegates, but the moment they had begun to turn to Milton, enough New York City delegates had been transferred to Catlin to prevent Milton being chosen. Amid protests and angry words on all sides another ballot was taken:
Catlin 256 Porter 118 Milton 110
Before the result was announced. Green was at Peter"s elbow.
"Will you move to make it unanimous?" he asked.
"Yes." And Peter made the formal motion, which was carried by acclamation. Half an hour served to choose the Lieutenant-Governor and the rest of the ticket, for the bulk of it had already been slated. The platform was adopted, and the convention dissolved.
"Well," said Kennedy angrily to Peter, "I guess you"ve messed it this time. A man can"t please both sides, but he needn"t get cussed by both."
Peter went out and walked to his hotel. "I"m afraid I did mess it," he thought, "yet I don"t see what else I could have done."
CHAPTER XXIV.
MISUNDERSTANDINGS AND UNDERSTANDINGS.
"Did you understand what it all meant, Cousin Anneke?" asked Dorothy, as they were coming downstairs.
"No. The man who got so angry seemed to think Mr. Stirling had--"
She stopped short. A group of men on the sidewalk were talking, and she paused to hear one say:
"To see that young chap Stirling handling Maguire was an eye-opener."
Another man laughed, rather a deep, quiet laugh. "Maguire understands everything but honesty," he said. "You can always beat him with that."
Miss De Voe would have like to stay and listen, but there were too many men. So the ladies entered the carriage.
"At least we know that he said he was trying to tell the truth," she went on, "and you just heard what that man said. I don"t know why they all laughed."
"He didn"t seem to mind a bit."
"No. Hasn"t he a funny half-embarra.s.sed, half-cool manner?"
"He wasn"t embarra.s.sed after he was fairly speaking. You know he was really fine-looking, when he spoke."
"Yes," said Dorothy. "You said he had a dull, heavy face."
"That was the first time I saw him, Dorothy. It"s a face which varies very much. Oliver, drive to the United States. We will take him home to dinner."
"Oh, good," cried the youngest. "Then he will tell us why they laughed."
As they drove up to the hotel, Peter had just reached the steps. He turned to the carriage, the moment he saw that they wanted him.
"We wish to carry you off to a simple country dinner," Miss De Voe told him.
"I am going to take the special to New York, and that leaves in half an hour."
"Take a later train."
"My ticket wouldn"t be good on it."
Most men Miss De Voe would have snubbed on the spot, but to Peter she said: "Then get another ticket."
"I don"t care to do that," said Peter.
"Oh, please, Mr. Stirling," said Minna. "I want to ask you a lot of questions about the convention."
"Hush, Minna," said Miss De Voe. She was nettled that Peter should refuse, and that her niece could stoop to beg of "a criminal lawyer and ward politician," as she put it mentally. But she was determined not to show it "We are sorry. Good-evening. Home, Oliver."
So they did not learn from Peter why the convention laughed. The subject was brought up at dinner, and Dorothy asked the opinion of the voters of the family.
"Probably he had made a fluke of some kind," one said.
"More probably he had out-sharped the other side," suggested a second.
"It will be in the papers to-morrow," said the first suggestor.
The three women looked in the next day"s papers, but the reporters were as much at sea in regard to the Stirling-sixth-ward incident, as had been the rank-and-file in the convention. Three took their views from Maguire, and called it "shameful treason," and the like. Two called it "unprincipled and contradictory conduct." One alone said that "Mr.
Stirling seemed to be acting conscientiously, if erratically." Just what effect it had had on the candidates none of the papers agreed in. One said it had killed Porter. Another, that "it was a purely personal matter without influence on the main question." The other papers shaded between these, though two called it "a laughable incident." The opposition press naturally saw in it an entire discrediting of both factions of the Democratic party, and absolute proof that the nominee finally selected was unfit for office.