Pshaw! that was an easy one, too."
Warrington missed his shot; He heard voices again.
"And I want you to help me." It was Mrs. Franklyn-Haldene again. "We
shall reorganize the Woman's Auxiliary Republican Club, and we shall
need you. It is principally for that that I came over."
"I take very little interest in anything outside my home," replied
Mrs. Bennington.
"Did you get that?" whispered John, as he drew back for a carom.
"But this is very important for the city's welfare," pursued Mrs.
Franklyn-Haldene.
"I doubt it. So long as we do not vote--"
"That's just it. We can't vote, but we can get together and control
the male vote in the family. That's something."
John grinned at Warrington, who replied with a shrug.
"And they all call me the meddler!" he said.
"What's the matter with your staying on here a few days, Dick?"
"I should be nothing but a bother to you."
"Rot! You can't stay alone over there."
"I'll have to; I can't leave those poor old souls alone. They are
broken-hearted. I sent her two hundred every month regularly, just for
pin-money; and what do you think she did with it? Hoarded it up and
willed something like two thousand to Mary and her husband.
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