“I wish to do the same,” he said, extending his hand cordially. “I expect to be able to tell people some day that I used to fish in a country stream with the governor of this state when he was a boy.”
After a few moments of general conversation they all left the statehouse together.
“Carey,” said Mr. Winthrop, “I am going with the Judge to the club, so I will put you in David’s hands. I believe you have no afraidments with him.”
“That has come to be a household phrase with 200 us,” she laughed; “but you forget, father, that Mr. Dunne has official duties.”
“If you only knew,” David assured her earnestly, “how thankful I am for a release from them. My task is ended, and I don’t wish to celebrate in the usual and political way.”
“There is a big military ball at the hotel,” informed Joe. “Mrs. Thorne and I thought we would like to go and look on.”
“A fine idea, Joe. Maybe you would like to go?” he said to Carey, trying to make his tone urgent.
She laughed at his dismayed expression.
“No; you may walk to the Bradens’ with me. We couldn’t get in at the hotels, and father met Major Braden on the street. He is instructor or something of the militia of this state, and has gone to the ball with his wife. They supposed that this contest would last far into the night, so they planned to be home before we were.”
“We will get a carriage as soon as we are out of the grounds.” 201