"But that's only playing at being mayoress!" Nellie protested. "Anyhow, I do think you might be youngest mayor. Who settles it?"
"The Council, of course."
"Nobody likes Councillor Barlow."
"He 'll be still less liked when he 's wound up the Bursley Football Club."
"Well, urge him on to wind it up, then. But I don't see what football has got to do with being mayor."
She endeavoured to look like a serious politician.
"You are nothing but a cuckoo," Denry pleasantly informed her. "Football has got to do with everything. And it's been a disastrous mistake in my career that I 've never taken any interest in football. Old Barlow wants no urging on to wind up the Football Club. He's absolutely set on it. He 's lost too much over it. If I could stop him from winding it up, I might..."
"What?"
"I dunno."
She perceived that his idea was yet vague.